The sky is falling,
On me while walking,
Talking senseless to myself,
Trying to help myself,
To conquer the things I want to achieve,
Please believe!
These are what are close to me,
Desperate to find the clues,
Which caused all these blues,
Then only did I realize,
That what was given to me is not mine,
But ours to share,
This I swear.
So walk with me while the sky in falling,
There can be no more stalling!
For this is our time to rise.
Makada Joseph
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-sky-is-falling-6/
