My Reply

So you think I do not know love Because I do write lullabies as opiate for the masses I do not put an innocent dove in a cage of words to sing and soothe your trespasses Yes I know love, I met him today In the hunger of child's shrunken eyes, he cried too When his flesh was not enough, say Would you care to give some blood like real lovers do There is a revolution that is calling For what alone pay the price of redemption in the street Heroes have fell and are still falling Where children hunt water from rocks with dusty feet.