A VISION

© RYAN GUILEY

All of you have travelled,

It your duty to leave with gravel,

The grass leaves marks in the soil,

But the wind, will break the coil.

 

That we will one day be in space,

Orbiting the Earth as that’s the case,

I had a vision and still do,

Which will be simply true.

 

Letters identifies each of us,

As they shall not be in the dust,

Each one of you must decide,

Knowing that you will be God’s guide.

 

A letter is a language that’s address,

So is a signal, even when in duress,

In your decision, you will use both,

As, the truth will always will float.

 

To a dimension where are grandchildren,

Will know the history without the filling,

But a written file and the reason behind,

That in the future, it will be in our mind.

 

Believe, as ideas come from the soul,

As each one of you have a privilege to toll,

Listening to the facts and feel the pain,

As, our lives will never be the same.

 

But it is who we sit next to and speak,

As the days go by fast, through the weeks,

It is to love, create, and to have ideas,

Not for corruption, but for God to see you.

 

Which is the rightful answer,

As, no one should be fancier,

You will all stand up and read,

As we will all will dance and will lead.