Community
We occupy imperfect space,
Try best to carve our jagged place,
Among the others of our race-
Look for a hand to hold.
You may feel skeptical at first,
But solitude is far, far worse,
"Together" is our chorus verse-
Reach out your hand to hold.
When days seem ever the more dim,
And tears fill bright eyes to the brim,
You're giving up, and giving in-
Your hand I'll tightly hold.
Because now you are not alone,
You'll never be, we are your home,
Wherever feet may make you roam-
Your hand is never cold.
This poem is about:
My community
Our world