Tides Poem by Calle Hutch

The tides will turn one day my friend,
You'll see the way, you'll feel again,
Hope might be lost, but hope is returning,
Mind what's alive, you need to feel the burning.

Palm trees dancing in vibrant warm places,
Waves come crashing down on the perfect oasis,
Now it is time to see the mirage,
You've been down on the ground, your brains full of fog.

The sand has scorched your hands and knees,
While you were kneeling under lackluster trees,

Now friendly faces greet you so sweetly,
But that makes your heart hurt, you can't feel that deeply.