Wendy

If nothing scares us by day, how can we be happy, when night times rage, we are never alone, but it takes such energy, to witness and not condone, we'll all know someway, where lies fate or destiny, stuff we can always ascertain, why live on elderly bones, Americans don't do uncertainty, We want to be scarecrows, I'm singing softly again, living in that fraternity, my wounds calmed by rain, different my choice of grace, who would want to see, my grappling forays, my joyous release.