The rain fell to wash away
the blood from the streets, at the end of the day
past the point of no return
things would never be the same again

we are burning incense to the heavens
that the most high hears our cry
let the world rejoice once more in the light
lets unite the world, if just for a night

the pendulum swings and the sun sets
rivers purified with the blood of the dead ~~ (life of the young)
is that a home or just where i’m from
i, like you all, want someplace to belong

– memorial day 20/10/2020

Maybe if i keep digging i’ll find gold
or maybe i should just give up,
and do what i’m told

who would be held accountable
for the bloodshed that would water the dirt of our land
God again? the devil again? the outsider?
or the other guy?

i present to the jury last year’s man
or the man in the mirror.
i present to the jury, me
and you, and you and you
and the whole lot of yous

we are slowly and briskly losing what makes us real
what makes us feel
we are trapped in bubbles, in echo chambers
and our order is twisted

nature is coming to visit
and to her left are heaven’s hosts…
and to her right are the hordes of hell…

heaven protect those
who seek to promote love peace and unity
i hope we can come to an understanding.