What If You Could Stand For Something?

You could stand for happiness.

For hope. For love.

You could stand for a doubling

Of the above and be glad

That sadness and loneliness have

Nowhere to stay and will find

They’re unwelcome and

Go elsewhere okay?

You could step on misery.

Kick smug in the ass.

You could action this family

Of humans with class.

You could stymie morass.

Walk on the grass.

Dish playful sass.

Ah, coup de grâce!

Thank you, friend.

Barry out.