Oct 12, 2013
The Unknown
    Appreciate, the Laughs over the tears
The seasons change, as the years appear
My future is bright, plus the past disappeared
My fears in the rear
Made it to the finish line
yet the truth isn’t here
The production is slow
The credits have been steeredÂ
The tradegy is conflicted
The grief has been smearedÂ
questions still unanswered, why are we here?
                                                                              J. Rivera
