new steps a new route

vowing to hike the hills and dull the edges

tips blistered and calloused

even though we fuel our dream

eyes strained new shades of red

we thought we could

we'll plant our feet into the ground to never be washed away

so don't back down just yet

or blow this flame out

we'll tend to these scars with art carved in our arms

in a world too thoughtless to empty pockets for beggar's

hands

starving, left cold and alone

and we'll chant our lungs pushed out upon those believing

in this one word of mouth/we leave no one behind