If Hope were a song

I'd sing it all day long

I'd sing it through the night

I'd sing it from great heights!

I'd sing it ‘til my skin

Turned old & pale & thin

I'd sing it ‘til the Earth

Rejoiced in its re-birth!

If Hope were a song

I'd sing it all day long

I'd sing ‘til only love

Rained down from up above

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I threw a stick & it came back

A boomerang! It knocked my hat

I picked the stick up off the floor

And threw the bloody thing some more

But every time it came right back 

I said, “C'mon, cut me some slack!”

It hit my chest, it hit my face 

But, still, I threw it in disgrace 

Then, found inscribed upon the thing

The words that made my sane bell ring:

Don't bea...

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I fell into a fever of dreams

Where nothing was as it seems

The world had changed, liberty frail

Captain Ahab v the great white whale

I saw the moon turning red

The autumn leaves crisply dead

Underfoot and underhand

Fill the graves with shifting sands

When Heaven falls, Hell will rise

Through corporate suits, & silken ties

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Gouge my eyes

Flay my skin

Stitch it up with mortal sin

Eat my flesh

Grind my bones

Cover me in crimson tones

No longer are we

The Land of The Free

Put self, 

before sweet Liberty 

Extinguish my torch

Extinguish the light

As we all ‘go gentle 

into that good night’

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#Holocaustmemorial

There was music at Auschwitz, to greet them off the train

Then to the disinfection area

Where, they were never seen again.

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You were standing, coffee steaming 

Misty-eyed in melancholic dreaming 

My heart beating

Your smile, like the breaking of a new dawn 

I stood  forlorn 

My sobriety, a long road of intention

To my ascension 

Our eyes collided, my heart dancing

Entrancing 

My feet had strayed no further than my hometown 

The local clown

Though in my head I'd travelled far & wide...

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Happy New Year to all at WOL! 

I Sailed across a stormy sea

I wonder what became of me?

Perhaps I settled in a far off land

Where palm trees grow through golden sand?

Or, do I still sail the many seas:

A ghost ship wearing the ghost of me?

Or, maybe, Atlantis dragged me to shore

And there I wander in untold awe?

In time, we build this ship ourselves, 

as the wind...

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