Fields of Hope

In the midst of upheaval I heard Burning the poppy fields Planted instead foods to heal Feeding not destroying My inner space sang out Eyes begun tearing delight For evil replaced healthy feedings Hope of new beginnings In the midst of dark cold nights Heard were footsteps loud For in the mist frozen hearts Did any stretch out helping hand Sad heard sounds many tears Come out of slumber Greed by war greed by drugs Greed by power greed by money In the end what is found All lay side by side my friend Not one better than another Those who do good, penalized Now that was written by only me One seed sprinkled not by greed And so let poppy fields come clean Wars and greed no more be Give each back that which is theirs Clean the world from poisons deep Only you the multitudes All is really in own hands you see. Selah