As I gaze at the streets of my home town
I see a sad glimpse of what used to be,
But also a joyful glimpse of what can be
Diversity optimistically intertwined
This stormy sea was calmed a long time ago.
But this ship has not made it to shore,
There is an anchor holding it down.
What prevents us from wanting more?
The strengths and abilities exist
Fear the unfortunate obstacle
United as one!
This we should not resist.
A colourful nation!
What a beautiful miracle.
Proud to be a part of this heritage
Sad that we keep struggling on.
Praying for this nation to be united
Knowing....
Our prayers will be answered.
My thoughts too Tracy, long way to go, change comes slowly to our world but change does come, our lives are full of change. There is no going back. A great write, a read to practice what it is right. Thank you. Bob
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A strong tree does not grow in one season but if it is encouraged to grow straight it shall in the end bear sweet fruit. God Bless you and your colorful land may it grow and thrive.