Join our hands - A book of poems on Unity

Be unique.

The rock that is seen is

cracking,

day

by

day

It appears

as small,

easily stepped on,

fragile,

and hope

with every step

to still look for the

light in

each

lane she lands on

Despite it's size,

it takes everything thats comes

along the way,

the winds that carry her towards the river,

the rain that pours on her,

But rain oh, rain,

and the cloudy skies,

she doesn't mind of,

for all the dirt washes off her,

and she can sing in the intense storm

But after years and years,

cracks start to appear in this rock

As the wind cooes and taaaahs,

a marble peeks out,

different variety of colors,

ready to shout

out

loud

Ready to break free,

the part when it can say,

"I'm stronger than I've been before"

Let the sun ignite these rocks

For each one despite their sizes

Are different, but

Go through different places, hear different

v

o

i

c

e

s

Are ready,

ready to

break

free

and reach their dreams.