| A Man of Great Peace
Its not about winning votes or seats,
making or breaking laws.
At the end of the day,
tools and toys put away,
it matters not applause.
The only difference one can make
comes from deep within the heart;
and a little bit goes a long, long way;
one only has to start;
And when that step has once begun,
theres another right behind.
Not even death can end the march,
as mysteries unwind.
That thing we call truth, man cannot speak,
nor neither woman sing,
for it only knows the bone and blood
of every living thing.
So come away, youve had your day;
some children still remember
how Viet Nam and napalm bomb
were used, and then surrendered.
This land of peace made a lonely stand
while great nations applied pressure;
but like tempered steel, she did not yield
her integrity, her treasure.
There are those who think they know;
we sometimes call them bullies;
and others who only know too well,
wishing they did so fully.
You remind me of a thousand things
that have long been packed in cotton;
but as sure as this morning's cockerel sings,
they will never be forgotten. |