Days Ahead

Days Ahead

I look forward to
With bated breath
The moments when one can know
And be known

Be known for who they are
And not what they have.

A talent used for praise
Is a talent wasted on arrogance
Wealth used for fame
Is wealth wasted on vanity

I speak of days
When the ante meridiem
Is brighter

I speak of days
When the burden you have to carry
Is lighter

I speak of days
When you realize that life
Is finite

I speak of days
When the leaders and followers
Know what’s right

I speak of days
When the wealth you have
Is overlooked

I speak of days
When the hostels of love
Are never overbooked

I speak of days
When camaraderie
Brings the world together

I speak of days
When the skies are blue
And there’s lovely weather

I speak of days
When the underdog
Is actually appreciated

I speak of days
When young children
Are no longer emaciated

I speak of days
When teenage angst
Becomes teenage wisdom

I speak of days
When the world unites
Under peace’s holy kingdom

I speak of better days
Days ahead
While there’s still masses
With culture to be fed

I speak of better days
Tomorrow and the next
When we’re no longer
Confused or perplexed

I speak of days ahead
While they’re still there
And I think about what’s behind
Those smiles that we wear

There’s pain.
Then there’s hope.
But in vain
Our hearts elope.

Oh, but that hope is there
Down there somewhere
That’ll come out some day
And it’ll come out in such a way

That moves the world
Just enough
To make it a little better

I’ll try and move the world
By the power
Of my pencil lead

I’ll try and help
Others live to see
The better days ahead.