Tuesday, November 8, 2016

Sail On, Silver Girl

A puppet of hate is only
As much as the connectomes
pulling the strings

We are the food we eat
the air we breathe
the water we drink

If we are to unite the world with us,

We must share our organic bread,
plant trees also in our neighbors’ yards
publish blueprints for clean water

Let us not mistake fear for hate
Let us seek to understand
And let us remember hope

For each of our troubles is all consuming
And each of our stories will be quilted
into the blanket for an inevitable winter

Let more of us be made of wool than of paper

Love is remembering
That every one of our neighbors
is made from love
and only schooled in ideology

Listening is hard work
But it is knowing the tune
That makes for song

And music exists equally
in city; village; church and crackhouse.

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