Sparrow's Song

All rights are left.
Love be gone.
With wars, how do we live each day
To carry on?
With LAWS?

Remember what's wrong.
Is this the SONG we lift our
Voice to sing?
Hollering  after the  STING of 
Careless ways
bled  HALF OF HUMANITY.
WE  EACH FIND OUR FATES.

How they fall short  Of uncollected
GLORY that  be.
There is the BREECH  Of the sweet
Sound of REALITY.
A sparrow' s  STORM, it has spawned
A FREEDOM SONG.

Know this: the conditions that follow
The wars,  NO MORE BLUEST  ROSE 
GARDENS.
Only desolation and death RESUSCITATING
The anger the hatred, a powerful
Matrix 

Registering in our minds, in our times.
SPHERES OF PAIN.
Wars  FOUGHT to  gain, what?
It's  strange left alone with pain
To grieve. 
Pleading cases no more  CAUSES for wars  is
The only WAY  OUT

OF this craze 
Out of  this MAZE
THIS BREECH  in Faith.
TIME  holds the  KEYS TO PEACE.
WARS AND WARS
SITTING IN reality
No FEAR.

This craze
This maze
This PHASE
PLEASE  ERASE THESE FATES?
Lift every voice sing the sparrow's  SONG
FREEDOM HAS  SPAWNED.

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