What do I write when nothing is wrong,
Where there is no tears for sad, sad songs,
When friendships nourish and family flourish
When happiness and joy are prolong?
What do I think when all is good,
Where no gunshot or screams reverberate the hood
When hearts can sing and doves have wings
And one and all live life as should?
How do I live when I am blessed
Where I sleep in the universe's warm caress
Safe and sound, spirit unbound
A place where my ego can fully rest?
I'm so unsure of this sensation,
A place of peace for all the nation.
I won't fight it.