Rock, road, yours alone
Up against the wall
Hard place, go through it
Never stop on your dreams
The hand that opens doors
Your eyes, when I fly
Truth, lost, more to say
So dark can’t shine, be found
Shadows only reflect the sun
Open up to the light
Quietly waiting to grow
Promise alight, new dawn
Let the wheels roll for freedom
Fill the road full for freedom
Although silent for a while
Now the bells toll for freedom
We will stand on conviction
Take back what they stole for freedom
No division, no distraction
Unified our goal for freedom
We won’t stop until victory
Makes our new lives whole for freedom
Asking, seeking, looking, knocking
Rising, plodding, stepping, walking
Holding hopes and crying tears
Keeping dreams and having fears
Rising up to step once more
Asking for an open door
Doubting, lacking, missing, stalling
Failing, sinking, losing, falling,
Taking hits and ending dreams
Dropping hopes and tearing seams
Failing every time I try
Doubting if I’ll ever fly
Finding, staying, being, knowing,
Reaching, healing, loving, growing
Gaining trust and forging ties
Healing wounds and changing lies
Reaching for a better place
Finding safety, peace, and grace
The road it looks so long and dark
I hesitate each time I start
I turn away and say I’m done
Just leave the battle never won
I look to find a different course
And put the cart before the horse
I think the road I have is wrong
Surely mine is not so long
If only I will just walk on
Whether the road is dark or long
Trust that I will find the way
If only I work hard today
Step out, move forward, stay on track
Look for the future, don’t look back
Believing I can walk this road
Is half the battle, half the load
A tiny plant, so new, so young
Up from an inert seed has sprung
It bravely breaks through crusty earth
Its place in life won’t change its worth
In garden or dump its voice is heard
“With two perfect leaves, I’ll change the world”
A careless shoe, so old, so worn
Treads in oblivion or scorn
One step it takes to crush the sprout
That so much time took to bring out
To phony safety that plant was lured
To naively try to change the world
A broken plant, so strong, so wise
From trampled soil yet will rise
It stands up brave with hope anew
Faith still in what one plant can do
With resolve that cannot be deferred
In one small way it has changed the world
