You!

What do you do?
When the hand you are holding on to tightly,
The hand which promised OK,
The hand which assured you,
Goes cold and limp
And fails to hold you no longer.

What do you do?
When the shoulder you cried on,
The rock you leaned on,
The courage you received from it,
Fell down in the blink of an eye.

What will you do?
When all else fails,
And hope seems to have gone away,
Like the candle flame,
Wiped out with one small breath,
A whisper if may.

What do you do?
When you are held at gunpoint,
And you are fighting for your life,
Yet thinking of those you loved,
And those you failed to love.

Here's what you must do.

When the hand you once held,
No longer holds you.
You be your own hand.
You hold someone.
You tell them
Its going to be okey.

When the shoulder you cried on falls,
You be the shoulder!
You now have the courage!
You be the rock to those around you.
Because you can.

When all else fails,
Look to the Globe at Battery Park,
It stands as a sign of hope for a nation,
And for the world.

It shows you something,

You,
You are as indestructible as indestructible can be.

Listen to your heart,
Take that leap of faith.

For what you have prepared for,
Is close at hand.

You will lose everything,
Yet you will not lose anything,

You will point the gun,
And a gun be pointed at you,

But its okey.

In the end,

You are you.

You are hope,
You are life,
You pull the trigger.

You control the world.

It

Is

You.