Untitled By: Lebo Mashile We are star stuff Like dust in God’s hands Us The impetus for the bass in the Big Bang The contents of the universe Coursing through a speck of sand Who of us can remember the feeling of being infinite And when the time comes will you stand We collapse space Erase borders with a button’s click The gap between ignorance and survival Is our fingertips Our thoughts travel across the planet Leaving our trails on clouds If this will be tomorrow’s history Then who is shaping now This moment Potent and pregnant Makes distance an illusion Standing in the present Becomes soaring in the future And though we cannot cheat the night For we will find ourselves alone Weighing the heaviness of our choices Against the lightness of our souls When the time comes Let the brave amongst the young Be the ones to turn darkness into day When its burns let the furor in their hearts Find solutions for the pain we’re too scared to face When they look for a compass May they find us pointing true north Against the comfort of the crowd Like the potential of an atom Waiting to be opened We are the ones we’ve been waiting for And the hour is now
Posted on: Mon, 02 Sep 2013 12:23:39 +0000
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