Friends are Dying, People crying...   move forward we must we must.

Loved ones Fighting, Feelings flying....    moving forward we must we must

To Far Past, could it be,   did we not stop and smell the trees....   moved forward we did we did.

Change has come, can come again.  Pray it will, my friends my friends.  

Can we go back no forward still, but to a place that’s better true,   move forward we must we must.

 

BY: Anthony Mignone