Good Times Poem by Paul Reed

Good Times



'I know times are getting hard
But I know they're going to get better
I can feel there's something in the air,
Good times gonna come soon
I just know they're there'

From ‘Hold On', Kossoff, Kirke, Tetsu and Rabbit,1971.

Why we trudge,
Why we suffer,
Why smiles remain bright,
Because we need to pass on hope,
To see interest
Where others would see none;
To develop an intensity for living
That resists the rain,
That masks the cold
And sees tomorrow as an opportunity.
To keep believing
That good times are ahead.

And this is why
We do what we do,
To defy the harshness
To light up the greyness
To live life to the full
In spite of the emptiness.

Monday, February 27, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: hope
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