Sea

Sleep, sleep You " are the salt of the earth " Your tears have crackled in the fire Neath the offering of the new moon You have received The four blessings from the sky Two have served you well   Hope is carried on waves In vessels of greed  And abandoned by fear Your journey has ended Innocence on a sandy shroud Preserved in salt Sleep, sleep    Dipped in the brine We pass you around A media offering for our sins As a reminder of our civility We sacrifice this child And place him at the gates of our hell Sleep, sleep