Inspiration—what makes us be our best selves;

you ask me what Inspires me

what gets me on my feet;


What gets me on my feet, I tell you, is hope—

hope for a brighter future—

for all not just for some and also for me—


Hope that the air will be clean,

the birds will bountifully sing,

that I will get to hear them;

the possibility of an anti Silent Spring.


These are the things that Inspire me—

that get me on my feet—

to live for the birds, to fight for the trees.

This poem is about: 
Our world
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