I dream for you my loves

I dream for you my loves

Trees are heavy with fruit

The walk to oases 

Are kind in your pursuit

May you grow how you grow

An architect of you

An engineering mind

A heart as big as true

Say goodbye in a lull

Say goodbye in a lull

The fractions taking toll

Time was once a giver

But now it seems it stole

Silent persistent thief 

Where do memories go

Why are we witnesses

Surface and undertow

Territorial be

Territorial be

Acres of thoughts apart

What beautiful treetops

That rise above each heart

Let us meet at the stream 

Messages to exchange

Between the embraces

No emotions of strange

Friend did we find a fork

Friend did we find a fork

Not agreeing on kind

Necessary define

We are not of one mind

Not opinion but fact

This ignorance is brash

What of humanity

Our foundations in clash

Into the abattoir

Into the abattoir 

Children pulled from mothers

American Dreamers

Soon there will be others

Protesters stripped of rights 

By masked men causing hell

There is one exception

Young Pierre Damas Bel

Yes I am not the same

Yes I am not the same

Foreign language of change

I became fluent in

Thereby finding more range

The rotation of crops

Is better for the earth

The potted tree given

A bigger pot of girth

More worry for the World

More worry for the World

The planet a squeeze ball

To release stress on how

It has become so small

Command center couches

Flight simulator drones

Red Barons, play stations 

So far from sticks and stones