Wednesday, July 29, 2009

draggin down and lifting up

Irama we can change our tides at will

we can twist the downhill in a split

I feel your hurt and feel the anger

I whisper to you, hear thou

let's stop the fight

let's make space for peace

for the sake of the time to come

for the sake of our lives

vengence is a mean mean

I pray to that door in your sky

beyond the walls and the swords

I pray to that spark to have space for peace

now not then


love

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