America Poem by Cassanndra King

A day is gone
Another pain to suffer
Another person to kill

And we belong to the deep
The torment of sleep
How we lose time so easily
The horror of humanity

Be still
Be silent
You must wait patiently
Make something out of yourself
Be someone before it drags you still
And live your life in solitude and peace
The wave will never bring you to the deep
So be happy
Be happy
And watch that sorrow from a distant seat
Hope that the wind of change never caress your cheek.