A missive into the light of darkness... Saturday, December 5, 2009

When it’s over it’s over don’t you know,

Just ask a senior with another ticket to the X-ray machine,

Where the mighty doctor wields his will,

It’s not very promising, never has been.

There’s so much fear amongst the needy that we have to change the scene,

We must give them hope to trust.

Please dive inside your heart and open up the spout,

That flows forever and changes all things wrong,

To bring fruition to the song

Of love and generous compassion that fills the horn unto the brim,

Where you and I can smile at one another and sing this sacred hymn

Of forgiveness, unconditional loving, and respect that brings us home.

 

You are the answer to the prayer that’s never ending,

Please respond however you can,

I’m just the minstrel playing his tune,

Seeking justice to be done.

 

Awaiting your reply my divine presence...