Don’t Doubt, My River

by Brianna G. Harte

Come, my river, flowing by

Be free to dance beneath the sky

The land that hugs you holds you dear

And your people stand by you, no fear.

 

Listen, my river, hear the sound

Of people fighting upon the ground

With words and spirits held against

Forces that may cause chaos to dispense.

Flow, my river, never stop

For the words of others touch the cop

Who influence events under you,

Deciding what actions to pursue.

Hope, my river, without a fail

Despite your people hurt and in jail

Love is the greatest power we know

Resonating with you, with them, it grows.

Copyright ©2016 Brianna G. Harte. All rights reserved.

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