The Other Side Of Me
Hold back there, that sparkle in your eyes,
It's time you showed me the other side of you.
I have to hold back who I really am
so I can see the brighter side of you,
It's give and take,
adapt or die out.
We that survive the desecration,
live with the changes,
enabling us not to perish within uncertainty.
The spices survives within the perpetuation of our generations.
We will have to answer to our children and their children.
They will exonerate or persecute the last days of our lives.
They will fulfill or deplete us, the last days of our lives,
They will be there or curse us the last moments of our lives,
God help us. Why can't we free the other side of me?
P. J. Campise
