The robin’s breast is red as blood this year
The clay is redder than the mud as well.
Something in the universe,
Emits a pang or two of fear,
calls down to each of us, through verse,
What’s worse than this…what’s worse
than this and…
What exactly are you doing?
Heal the planet and all its contents,
all its hopes and fragile dreams.
Heal the earth and oh, for what its worth…
before we lose it all inside the warmongers’ schemes,
Love your neighbor, brother, sister, mother, father, love.