
Visioning - Poet’s Song
Oh poets, write us Saving-songs, of what you see
Write of True-dreams of what can be
Tell us true, of how we feel
Show us where we go, what to heal.
Now, raise us new clean standards, into the sky
Matching actions, Dreams unfolding, by and by
Tinkered toys, no longer breaking human/nature bond
Keeping focus on our new Vision’s Song.
Yes, play those Songs, of what you’ve seen
Sing appearing scenes of what can be
Lead us safe where hearts go to heal
Tell us true, what should minds feel.
Let damned devils lay in deep graves back
No names to know, no souls to save
Their deeds lay scattered, back, on hard tracks
Where crows have nibbled, best parts away.
For We, free, march ahead, further than we’ve seen
More do follow, feeling blessed we all be
One tune motivating Spirits, all do feel
One more Pass to cross, then we will be healed.
There, raise new clean, joyous Standards into the sky
Matching Actions, Dreams unfolding, by and by
Watching toys, no longer breaking Human/Nature's bond
Keeping focus on our Vision’s Song.
Devils, step aside to what we now be
Singing songs, manifesting... Be
We now are what, we truly feel
No leaders needed, We Are Free, and healed.
Then is the time to think ahead
Until then, find no rest abed
The way is tough
Yet, We are strong
Our visions shared
Carrying Us along.
We let damned devils lay, in deep graves back
No names to know, no souls to save
Their deeds lay scattered, back on hard tracks
Hungry crows have nibbled, best parts away.
Time for now as then, to feast and sing
And heal the wounds passaging brings
Toast those that fell, that suffered most
Let their songs too, be considered cost.
For profit is, as profit was
Receiving less the price of cost
No fancy tallying, no second books
One look around can see cooked books.
Yes, let those damned devils lay, in deep graves back
No names to know, no souls to save
Their deeds lay scattered, back, on hard walked tracks
Where crows have nibbled best parts away.
Now We raise new clean Standards, into the sky
Matching Actions, Dreams unfolding, up to fly
Using toys, no longer breaking Human/Nature's bond
Keeping clearest focus on, our saving Vision’s Song.


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