Capable of more, no door will remain unopened
Itching to fly, a soul must seek richness in spirit and set its sights to the sky
At the edge of tears and joy he lives, for a better way his heart and struggle, he gives
Needing less, yet desiring the world before his eyes, dreams at fingertips
A taste of the woman he loves and her luscious lips
Nobody will love you quite like he does
He will pray to you, not a kingdom in a sky above
Sweat will bead from his eyes as he illuminates peace, love, and happiness behind “enemy” lines
Hope will run wild as his smile uplifts, like the joy of a Jamaican leaping into the air, as he dives to the sea far below from the cliffs
Care will dare to spare no man, woman, or child, as tyrants of the world capture life, and bodies are piled
Love will not be defined like religion in books, catergorized, scrutinized, and prescribed as a means to satisfy crooks
Life will be enough in every second, minute, and hour because united, every breath instills magnanimous power
Good Signs will be abundant, as the pheromones inspired from the scent of positive light will be pungent
Families will be together, as wars are no longer forecast like the weather
Death will not be feared, because in life we will not hear its arrival foreshadowed on the horizon
Salvation will be showered upon us, in every living soul we show kindness and gaze our honest eyes on
Enlightenment will transcend theory and inspire even the broken-hearted and weary
World peace will no longer be a wish upon a star, pleaded to from warn knees
The light of life will lift us and gift us the ability to forgive and forget the fear we were once prescribed
Seas will shine as our sins wash away with the cascading tide.
Kevin Alan Lamb 