some of us in poetry

some of us are true believers
some of us are troubadors
some will cope by meditation
some by drinking to the floor

some of us dream of tornadoes
some of our dreams ARE tornadoes
some of us sleep under shadows
some of us sleep while wrestling shadows

some of us holy whoa
are gonna have to stain our halos
if we wanna make it through today and tomorrow
holy whoa, holy whoa

some of us have issues
some it speaks volumes for
some of us have ideas to which we’re subscribed
some of us just get Life
some of us are alive

some of us it’s just
our dreams had a bigger lead on us
than others is all
some of us just have to run on for a long time
instead of taking the fall
some of us will get there
at the end of it all
some of us are here tear down a wall
some of us are here to build up a bridge
but some of us punch cracks in the night
to maybe let the light come in
some of us will have to dirty our hands
because the cracks are where the light gets in

some of us holy whoa
are gonna have to stain our halos
if we wanna make it through today and tomorrow
holy whoa, holy whoa
holy whoa, holy whoa
holy whoa