Giving Back
Bill Borman

She keeps a box of truth in her pocket
Takes it with her wherever she goes
Though she's loath to use it
You know how it never lasts as long as you'd hope

She keeps her hope in a locket
Hidden away so no-one knows
Exactly what resides within it
You know how we all choose just what to show

She keeps a globe just to spin it
But never dares to glance back at its face
For if truly was the future there upon it...
Well, no-one really needs to know their fate

She keeps her wits close about her
You know how they always try to clip her wings
But if they take the truth and hope, what of it?
It's no cost to us to give her back those things