The sound of the ocean
calling out to me
an endless view of tomorrow
given just to me
I close my eyes and shudder
as the warm wind touches my face
the excitement of my dream
making the hair stand upon the nape of my neck
thoughts running rampade through my mind
what i can do, what i have done
the possibilities are endless
my time has just begun.
My hopes for a brighter tomorrow
A day when fighting will end
Or to go back in time to when there was no threat
of nuclear war or bioterrioism.
Can it be, will it ever...
It can be anything we want it to be
All we need to do is believe