"DAYS OF PRESENT > FUTURE" Each day has its weight. Some days? Filled with helium. Let's dance: dawn 'til dusk Others too weighty: A rock crushing our psyche. Let's pray for midnight. How many of each? Like Lady Justice's Scales Let's pray they'll balance. Let's hope there's enough To smile at days yet-to-come And halt dolefulness. Let's all show our steel; Alloy it with compassion. Let's be survivors. Our future's worst day? Let us hope it no worse than Our past's finest day.