Open
Open the parks
Open the churches.
Let singing out to fill the still air.
Let out the laughter of children.
Let the light from their faces reflect on us,
warming the old, the harried, the hurried,
the worried.
Open the schools.
Open the minds.
Open the hearts.
Science is not God.
Only the human spirit heals.
Only the Creator heals.
No one owns space.
Space is free.
Open the parks.
Open the churches.
Open the schools.
Let the real healing begin.
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