Release the Sun
We captured the sun
...and angered the sea.
Now the fish are protesting,
dressed in black;
like a cavalcade
they rush the land with picket signs.
"Release the sun!
It isn't yours!
Release our father to the sky."
The sea turns black with fury,
erupting with it's rage,
it sinks whole ships
...and islands.
"Release the sun!
It isn't yours!
Release our father to the sky."
The wind carries screams of anguish
...as the plants deprived of carbon
scream in pain.
The trees march into Washington,
demanding federal aid;
the captors send out fire wielders
...to smash descent.
"Release the sun!
It isn't yours!
Release our father to the sky."
The earth who weeps for her partner
brings the rain,
...and the sea enraged strikes up the waves;
till the sun is released from it's cage
...drowning the captors in their own sins.
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