Two words from the title, now you are here
A glimpse of hope, a reason to cheer
Raise your head, stand up, and make a choice
Our world needs you, your one and only voice

Yours and mine and more to discover
A message of peace, round the world it will hover
And as more voices call out, our cloud will get bigger
Then rain peace across earth, and love into rivers

OUR world.

I plant my feet firm on the rivebank
The sweet petrichor seizing under dusk's chilling spell
Our mighty star melting into a rich fiery horizon
Settling in unison with the current's ripples
Now glassed over, mirroring the moon's icy glow

I stare across at the deep forest
The silhouettes of mighty evergreens reaching to their full extent
Though nothing else but the soft echo of dried needles
and perhaps a whisper from the cold wind
Craftily dancing between the trees and resting by the river's side

Beneath the glassy waterbed
I see darkness as black as ink
The obscured home of many a living
And I, I will not venture there
I will not go, for I gravely fear the unknown

Not fear, terror! An artistic transformation has possessed my thoughts
The river, forest, stars and moon circle me faster and faster
In its eye, the eyes of the obscure are watching me, plotting
I don't belong here, please let me go
Faster and faster, searching for something familiar, but thud! I am asleep, a gift from defensive response

Until the world I know returns, and then I shall return

I wake up on the riverbank
The sun's glow touching all colourful life
I see the river's waves begin to dance
And the forest trees sway along
I see absolute beauty

Beauty too, must fear the night

I needed it
After being weighed down by sole responsibility
Get us to, get us from
Get it done, get all done

I've carried it on my shoulders
With you packing it tight
My labour is your ticket
But now more than ever, I needed it

I took it
Up with the sun
Drop off child one, drop off child two
Drop off you

Now time to myself
To shop, stock
a half hour walk
Enough to be back

Pick up you
Pick up two
Pick up one
My day off is done

I asked you for this day
I guess I should thank you
For letting me carry you
Before, now, forever?

Though I still see wonders
I still wonder
Was I wrong all along
Or can it change?

Before technology,
we had our hands,
and our legs,
we had each other.

We had our earth.

We have sacrificed our skills
of labour,
communication,
of respect.

We have hurt our earth.

And research continues,
and technology advances.
But I truly believe that the greatest knowledge
lives in the past.

When we loved our earth,

and she loved us back...

I made my choice and cried the truth
I asked for you to grow with me
But you dropped that anchor on my tongue
So I built an arsenal to destroy cold brick

Now we sit in the aftermath
Stagnant in the chill of resent
And we both know that guilt creeps behind me
Sorry, but at least with an empty bottle

What other choice did I have?
I could have forced the stopper back in
And drown my voice under deep pressure
Until it tears through the fragile cork with even more fury

No, my bottle is empty
Sad, but empty
It's easier now to numb myself
Until the pond of truth seeps back in

It's here, right now.
From before, for tomorrow
Stand up!