Maybe we’ll see

A better tomorrow;

Setting us free

Ending all sorrow.


No sacrificial lamb

To prove love;

No eternal damn

Striking from above.


No spilt blood

Fighting a foe.

Joy will flood,

Peace will flow.


Dreams become real

Accepting each other.

Times will heal

Loving one another.

                       John Northcutt Young


About John Northcutt Young

I write. Remember making-up stories from spelling words in the fifth grade. A journalism degree followed. Thanks for looking.
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