A result of a Creative Writing class poem.

Years from now, when times will be heavy, When bodies will trudge, When roads will be ruptures, When flowers will crack, When homes will be humanless,

We, will be, present.

Years from now, when times will be heavy, When the water will burn, When cliffs will be crumbled, When the soil will rot, When trees will die young,

We, will grow, old.

Years from now, when times will be heavy, When our soles have been worn, When our smiles have been frayed, When our ships have been sailed, When the build has been tattered.

I, will bring us, back home.

Recorded in Barcelona, Spain Mixed by Aaron Feder of Alma Afrobeat Mastered by Harley Rayner of Mt. Eden Album Artwork by Padorr