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Jersey winds cools western beaches, holds the sun up high for more,
Sand and errant toes wildly breaches as easterners go to and fro,
In there lies such great divides, for each and all of us,
With backs turned and arms folded, fall into each other's trust.
Create our fate, take our hate, and toss it into the wind,
Stand in the light, so nicely bright, it'll never ever be dimmed,
No one have more like before, all equals we shall be,
We'll learn the balance that nature bears, with owl eyes we'll see.
If we choose wrong--we'll belong, on suffering's behalf,
We should live our lives that is innate to us and a decent life we will have,
Suffer not of what we value, and not of what we discard,
Set by our social order, 'tis ways and means that caused.
All of us can live a life that bears, of one of modest means,
Ne'er, wants like the Jones' have, 'tis our own everlasting dreams,
Unshackle the chains that binds, us all to that is of greed,
Move us closer to nature than we could ever try to be.
An hourglass, sucks us down, it keeps us from our goals,
Until we turn things rightside up again, never lose our controls,
We venture the thought, we'll make a start, of our liberty,
Maintain our right, or make a fight, that favors the majority.
Nay to money, superiority/clout, appearance and status,
Our ability to interpret what it means, then joy be a constant to us,
Treat the world equitably, then all will be much smoother,
In one accord, that will be it all, harmony is in our future.
Copyright © William Kekaula | Year Posted 2019