For My Beloved Loveletter Poem by Genesis Bernaldez

you could say your band is the best
except for the man who didn't know
that all of your acts were a test
a story unanswerable by how
when will you dropp that microphone
and jump on the crowd alone
then stand up and stare at them
be true and tell them what you mean
dreaming is no fun at all
especially when another cannot fall
we say what we feel when we think it's right
and you would ask your self what you might
have done that time to make it better today
pain is not appropriate in our every way
it has its own road which intercepts ours
we should act on it before we run out of hours
for you my beloved loveletter
sing all you can for him or for her
tell them who you are and not who you were
pasts are good days and tomorrows are better