with our mad pursuits

im writing this for them
the ones we condemn
and ignore
even upon this shore

i hold my light aloft
so others can see what we bought
with our mad pursuits
we send our soul into destitute

i have enough to eat
but some their hunger pangs can not meet
innocent children die
for want of what we have in plenty you and i

from here to there

so slowly now
we seek the bough
laden with fruit
free from disrepute

we travel lightly
and all to briefly
from here to there
from birth to beyond a care

sometimes we dance
sometimes we feel the lance
sometimes we sing
sometimes we cling

in months and days

i can wail all i want
at the unhappiness i bought
but wear it i must
when i confuse love and lust

i want intimacy
you see
in months and days
and not in the other ways

it takes years to get there
but shortcuts i know never fear
that create a long delay
and stall us along the way

climbed out of hell

its freedom i offer
the end to terror
its hope i bestow
the raising of dreams brought low

i have been there
felt the scare
climbed out of hell
to ring heavens door bell

its dark where you are
but there is still a star
that will guide you from afar
and bring you to loves grand bazaar