Mourning Dove

There was a time when I was in love

with a world full of hope,

yet here I am, a mourning dove

as everyone is on a tightrope.

I see so much hate.

Signs being held out everywhere,

there is so much debate.

This year has become a nightmare.

Everyone is looking for equality

and for a way to survive.

We don’t want another causality,

maybe this will help us thrive.

There was a time when I was in love

with a world full of hope,

yet here I am, a mourning dove.