I ask you.
Are you brave enough to be free?
Or will you still be telling the terrible story
fifty years later… inducting the children
into the cycle of suffering.
I hear you.
Stop arguing for your limitations.
Whether the cuts inflicted on you
were crippling or subtle,
only you can to tend to them.
You need not pass on
the wounding passed down to you.
Yes it take's great courage to face into the hurt,
but I implore you now to do that great work.
I pray you may taste freedom,
then bring it to the table.
Oh, feed me the broth of your clear mind.
l'll feed you the fruit of my wild heart.
I dream that thus
we’re transforming humankind.