Muse of Oratory, Scared Hymns and Poetry
Those here whom I believe have been touch by this muse of the ancients'
I will gather thee to be seen by a time and bring our understandings
together as one voice for the future.
Here our voices will be gathered as one
no crying no weeping just action
I see the sorrow and pain of the scared voices
you writers and poets who can only
be drawn by a force much greater than yourselves,
this deep well of humanities collective thought
no crying no weeping just action
our outpourings here in word reflecting the collective,
of the need to change... to bring back the wisdom
that once was known and understood at a past time
within all earthbound thinking, the balance now lost
no crying no weeping just action
here you rest your outpourings of grief
here we all follow with the deepest understandings
we read and comment knowing each other seeing
our inner beings weep for what has been lost
no crying no weeping just action
we reach for what strenght we must find to help
mankind to recover from this stumbling
of our times, flux and change be the same.
together all sexes equal and defined
no crying no weeping just action
It will only happen if we all remember
and act, now actions are greater that all the words
one can write, even if it be small like turning off the lights at night
for Earth Hour to be observed. That is a small thing to do
no crying no weeping just action
but it just may mean that this world
will be here for the Children.
safe and well with life preserved.
it just may mean just that.
So put down the pen and find a garden to grow
adopt a tree and help it just to be
grow other trees with each child born
and another to light their spirit when another departs
the time is now to do not just tell
but do so ths world can turn onto
the greener lights of life
Action action action,,,,go
