Rage, rage against the damning of our life.
All our lives, we impossibly powerful, beautiful and compassionate hordes.
All through my life, a fire burning, a rage, an energy to ‘manage’
Give it direction, give it a channel and watch the fireworks.
Do we want passion, or do we want peace?
We desperately need love… joy springs eternal.
Hope is a given, for hope dies last.
The impossible dream?
Days like these, I can take on the world.
You have this fire; let us release it, like the forest that grows anew
So can we all.
Purge the grief, the loss, the dread.
“Quiet desperation” no more. Love, attention, direction, redemption
Welcome to paradise
It’s ours this time.