So raise your Pretty little Flag
Tell people to be beautiful inside
Practice Peace and Harmony
and never look down on anyone
Unfortunately the enemy is still inside
the demons will crush the revolution in the end
built on sand, made of straw
at least it will last a little while
but then maybe it could take, if there was little enough of a breeze
to not blow the dreams away
it could all be so wonderful
at least for a liitle while
if all our own little pretty flags could be raised to the sky

If you wrote to a goddess
What would you say
Would you present her with thanks
And walk away?

If you wrote to a goddess
What would you do
To justify your apreciation
Austere and true
Without coming across as juvenile, unfettered, or lewd

If you wrote to a goddess
How would you start
Bearing in mind
She may not be a lover
With the same heart

If you wrote to a goddess
Who would cry first
Would it be tears of joy or regret
Would your writers voice come naturally
Or is the pens cadence over rehearsed