There was a time when I was ten, I knew not much of crime and sin. 
The world to me seemed so new; the clouds were white, the skies were blue. It's good to like, it's good to love - like a pigeon, like a dove.

If we only knew our fate, and threw away this thing called hate. Love is what we really need. And I am here to plant the seed. Just like a flower, it will grow. Just how big, I don't know.

Somewhere man has lost the key; has thrown away humility. Yet we embrace this thing called pride, and we've put the good stuff to the side.

Life is full of give and take. Embrace righteousness for goodness sake. This is what we must do, to turn the gray skies back to blue. Trust your heart and not your mind. Love and peace is what you'll find.

Copyright 1/23/08
Library of Congress registration
All rights reserved