Believing

I'll start believing when the guns start
jamming when they go rat-a-tat-tat and the wars are
stopping over this and that and the bloody fires stop
burning in their horrible ways and the ground isn't
shaking all night and day and when we all start
talking, about why we cried and everyone starts
swallowing their pride and no one's ever
trying to get back at him and parents aren't
worrying when it starts to get dim and kids aren't
lying because they're scared and teens aren't
dying because they were dared and people aren't
starving in their own backyard because the blues are all
selling every little shard and people like me aren't
writing, that this is what it takes,
for them to believe.



But I'll stop believing
when the sun don't shine,
and our hopes don't climb,
and the love has died.