Those That Have Not Exploded (Thich Nhat Hanh)
side by side.
We’ll hold hands and stare straight into the apricot sky, tasting cotton candy clouds with our tongues while remembering the potential. I think of that time I tasted blood; we were dancing in a crowd and angry at the world. Up and down, up and down - none of us realized we could be doing so much more, but here we are, here we will be. None of us are cool; we could be, we will be, and one day we’ll stand under the sun, and recollect our futures and everything that we changed, standing side by side.
A/N: The challenge was to write a 100 word piece inspired by the last line of a favorite poem. I chose "Those That Have Not Exploded" by Thich Nhat Hanh.
We’ll hold hands and stare straight into the apricot sky, tasting cotton candy clouds with our tongues while remembering the potential. I think of that time I tasted blood; we were dancing in a crowd and angry at the world. Up and down, up and down - none of us realized we could be doing so much more, but here we are, here we will be. None of us are cool; we could be, we will be, and one day we’ll stand under the sun, and recollect our futures and everything that we changed, standing side by side.
A/N: The challenge was to write a 100 word piece inspired by the last line of a favorite poem. I chose "Those That Have Not Exploded" by Thich Nhat Hanh.