Gray days are these bringing men to their knees,
while all along the watchtower dreams die.
Mankind must stand tall, this must be a need,
as the eagles must surely skyward fly.
Freedom to choose our path grows us strong,
on our diverse journey through time and space.
In this compassionate world we belong,
remembering never to fall from grace.
Yet as humans sometimes we may falter,
losing our courage in the cold darkness.
Treading through the murky unknown waters,
we realize the extent of the world’s harshness.
As the hopeful light leads into the gray,
we stand tall in the sun of a new day.
Timothy Michael DiVito c2020