By: Susan Agee Borland, Blunt Poet Laureate
There is a bond among people who travel
Together through the passage of times.
Even our unknown companions are linked
In search of a truth beyond rhymes.
Young uneasy selves feel an empty space
Hidden under our swagger and pride.
An eerie sensation that we once held the key
To a garden where peace will abide.
Such a merry band of pirates we
Fighting battles or hard at play.
There is peril around and within each of us
Yet we celebrate and, bluntly, pray.
Welcome to spirits that join in on our path
And all nod to your cause and your dream.
Remember the reason you belong with us
And strive to climb ever upstream.
