Walking by you I see
foot steps leading every which way
so many imprints deep embedded
in the mortar of this land
so many tear drops splashing over
washing away all our fears
but I know somewhere
deep in side our hearts we carry
burdens bigger than we've ever seen

put down your burdens
open your eyes
rise like summer breeze

we are the world
all earth's children
striving crawling rising from our knees
this is the time
now is the when
when we shall see
what we can be
believe in your self
open your eyes
let light shine in
and love pour forward like the sea
with ebbing tide don't run nor hide
our future slipping out the door
these roads we walk
these homes and hearts
we're all a part of the same whim

Walking by you I see foot steps leading every which way
so many imprints deep embedded in the mortar of this land
so many people passing over stepping around dodging through our many pains
there is no loathing just our concern for those we've lost and those still here
put down your weapons throw off your hatred
we're all a part of some big plan

not reason nor purpose
will lead us astray
not credence nor credit
will matter once we begin
Put aside your difference
peel back your skin and step free
we are the world all earth's children
equal is what equal sees
put down your burdens
open your eyes
let peace rise
like summer breeze

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I was looking through some old photos from numerous family trips most of which were thumb shots obviously taken by me. But the last picture in the pile was of my two older sisters comically posing in a parking lot. It took me a while to figure out where the picture was taken judging by the tall buildings looming in the distance it was definitely not Florida. On closer inspection of the date I realized the pic came from a family reunion trip to N.J. The picture was taken in the parking lot of the ferry dock to Ellis island. The skyline in the background was a perfect shot of the twin towers. I sat staring at this picture for a long time. I couldn't help thinking how much of a lie the slogan "Some things never change !" on white T-shirts we wore was. The sky was bright over us but gathering rain clouds shrouds the skyline behind us.

'Some things never change' but the important things are fickle, never the same. If this picture was taken today it would be of me alone on a muddy pot hole riddled asphalt field. The once far off gathering rain clouds would be a dark and ominous presence filling the space left by millions of lives. Reflected time and again in the cold glass and steel walls of surrounding shafts. Mies Van der Rohe's legacy. An ever shrinking world , less is more where things never change. But in this life more is never ending. Open your eyes , let peace rise like a like a summer breeze.