HALO AND HOOD
DAVE THE POET

Walking onward
Never lost
The new-found Spring
Melts Winter’s frost
Every journey
Has a cost
Sacrificed
To the ghost, On the cross

Together, On the path
Forever, We will live
Sharing, Who we are
‘Til, There is nothing
Left to give

Peace of mind
Is eternity, For the soul
Mirrored paradise
Reflects the shadows
Of where destiny awaits

Tragedy
Is the shame, That thrives in denial
The empathetic sins
That live between, Halo and hood
Comes from not looking
Where we should