A Poem For Chris Paisano Poem by Sweet Carolina

Earth Debt

The day does not belong to us,

it belongs to the people we serve,

the communities we represent.

The folks we feed with knowledge

and resurrect with love

The Night does not belong to us either,

Our rest gives us peace and renews our strength

We owe nothing to the universe,

who watches in awe

as we selfishly bend, break and toil ourselves.

In the name of our fellow man.

Our tears the only release we have,

they bear witness to the depths of our soul.