I shall gather all the lost souls
that wander this earth.
All the ones who are alone.
All the ones who are broken.
All the ones who never truly fit in.
I shall gather them all, and together we shall find our home.
Tonight, we celebrate as one.
One pulse. One voice.
The soul of the underground.
Join us.
Find beauty in the dark,
and let us be your light.
After “Gather up” A Poem written by Athey Thompson