Seeking Truth

A lesson forgotten from 1967, The Summer Of Love...

I seek a truth

So hard to find

Blind

Walking paths

All lost to time

As bodies burn

In fire of ire

And madness takes

Our breaths in turn

Street colors clash

One black

One blue

Locked in response

Of what to do

We

Trapped in Worlds

Proscribed by hue

Hate yields to love

Know this is true...

There's power in a flower

If we let peace bloom

-DeRicki