| the land was there across the desert and poets pooled an ocean with their sweat look at us now we swam an ocean and we didn't even know that we were wet now we're near another shore that we won't see until we've buried it at first there was just a few of us now we're the ocean that we sought to split the poets see through clouded eyes changed generations who never knew their names dreaming eyes young poets rise in newborn nations growing every day |