Higher Power
Who goes there?
Where?
In my shoes to spread the news.
Who dares to test my mettle,
I do have a score to settle.
So...who are you?
A critic?
With your mouth full of retoric,
You make me sick.
Make me happy!
With kind words,
Butterflys and birds.
Make me swim!
With wave to ride home,
Or in a brook far from home.
Who gives you the right?
To disturb my nest?
Like all that tresspass my space,
Sometimes I erase.
Who loves you?
You have the right,
To sew it with all of your might,
The seeds of love and peace
I will set your soul to ease.
Who...who are you?
We are,
Who we will always be.
Souls with worth,
And lovers of Mother Earth.
