And like any true light bringer I question those who bear false witness On the Warrior Spirit Whose integrity is questioned Like so many before
When self lack is projected By souls lost in the illusion That any of it matters Where small things are made big As another forgotten child cries out For a fraction of their comfort
As trivia continues to destroy All that is good in this world From bruised Egos And unresolved pain Not forgetting apathy sleeping with denial
May the gift of Life Fill all the lonley hearts May the Light of good Intention Shine brightly within them In the abundance THAT IS LOVE
