DENELY ACOSTA The Fear We Have We fear our voices We fear what comes next We fear our health We fear our lives to protect what we love Today, tomorrow, later The words gather the back of our mind like clocks ticking We want the old times, we want new times We want hanging with friends back we want future plans There’s been enough time. Enough fear. Enough Tomorrows. Enough Laters. The long days, the cold evening, the fast dark nights Is going nowhere. Hoping for better days Hoping for a miracle Families hoping, children hoping, countries hoping We as one we all together Will find a way. A way to cope A way to feel A way to find a solution A way to thank god for those hard workers A way to live again
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