If all your gardens
were well tendered and fertile
would you all have any inclinations
to come dig, till, *** and plant any seeds in mine

If your days were
bright, happy, enriching and sun drenched
would you all even contemplate much less attempt
to come in your casked dark clouds wishing rain on my parade

If you all hold love pure and true
feel enamored and treasured in blissful folds
would it ever even cross tender glow of  warm loving hearts
to hatch, maim, taint and discolor the uplifting emotions of another

If in the hallow of your hearts and souls
revered in joy, peace and harmony, at ease in your environs
would you and could you leave your well earned cultivated oases
to rile n' strife'so woundedly and enraged, the earned peace of another human

So as apparent before the pristine light
if at one with righteous things you all will not hide in shadows
if garlanded with love inward an outward you will share harmony
and if your hearts and minds knows true pleasure and peace
you will all shine like the morning dew in radiant dawn
what fate awaits dark shadows but to hide in your gloom and pains
for you know all your problems are within you, gnawing away
an recriminations and despondency will always rain on your souls