Time and tears are healers
a million light years away.
Hidden truths are revealers
forever and a day.
Tears fallen, fix all that's broken
give as long as it takes.
Believe in words softly spoken
Make earth heaven for goodness sakes.
Stars are heavenly angels
That twinkle sprightly at night.
Guiding ships at all angles
rocky lined shores safely in sight.
Suns as big as imaginations
light up so much more than we see.
A trillion hopeful illuminations
that should fill up our hearts with glee.
Moons as pale as misty mornings
so round, some big and some small.
Tales of snow driven dawnings
birds in the distance will call.
Hope in the universe that we live in
it's time to call it our home.
Cope, its not time to give in
whether, London, Paris or Rome.
Our children teach us with voices
we must sit up listen and hear.
Time to give them their choices
was long past, in yesteryear.
Fear of what we are losing
Is driving many insane.
We're cruising for a bruising
if from this madness we don't refrain.
Love is traded for business
trees cut down in their droves
truly, really, what is this?
Where are the ark and the doves?
Please we need to play fairly
my daughters voice I miss so much.
There isn't a day that has barely
kept us too out of touch.
Our song as a collective is dying
It's last breath can barely be heard.
Please God help me I'm trying
A signal, a light or a word.
Courage must come from somewhere
I beg of you please bring it forth.
I'm losing my will, my life, its thrill
from east, west, south or north.
The last verse here in this message
is full of wonder and awe.
That humans will find the passage
to make earth heaven once more.
Written again for the love and courage I wish for my child and all the children of this earth. Its our home yet we disregard it as a dumping ground, people running or cycling down canal bridle paths throwing plastic water bottles away in hedgerows or worse still the canals. Beer can plastic holders trapped around a birds neck with its feet caught when it tried to free itself. Why? There are bins, bags or pockets you can hold them until you get home. Why? Our kids are not just calling for change they're screaming at the top of their lungs, still unheard. Still companies churn out millions of plastic products that ****, damage eco systems, and dull our futures and the future of all life. Please start to listen to those who are calling so urgently for corrective change. Its never too late and too late is better than never
