Still Relevant DON'T ROCK THE BOAT The left. The right. It's the war we fight. What have we become when we've lost our sight? When we close our eyes and ignore the cries We don't see their value because we believe the lies. I know better. It's you who's wrong. And we'll die for our song. We'll carry our tune to the grave as we heap on shame. It's a hard job, but someone's got to do it. So we cast the blame. Stand down, and not too tall unless you're first weak and small and low... low enough to see. the. need... Sit down and dwell there, and smell there, and feel there. Cast your heart completely bare there. Then speak up for the oppressed, the poorly dressed. They are hungry, so make sure you feed them. What have we become when we ignore the cries, and we enjoy the lies that feed our wars, and not our children? What have we become when we close our eyes, and fai...
These precious dreamers, as they lay, Their bright eyes soon will seek the day. A mother's love is grounding care, And a steady presence means Father's near. Safe and sound, in peaceful dreams, Slumber there, Do not weep. With love surrounding and every need met with gentle, calming peace. It is this moment we catch in time, A remembrance of life's small size. We pause here And simply breathe. These precious dreamers, are all we need.