Please hurry along, an original poem by Benjamin Pritchard
Just round the corner, just up the way,
a new world beckons, and awaits the day,
when sleeping bodies, start to wake,
and brand new song, all finally make.
Until that day, the light shines bright…
but for now must wait, in darkest night.
No one is sure, how long it will take,
but please hurry along, for all our sake.
While cities burn, and children die,
all we can do, is wonder why…
that eyes stay shut, with truth denied,
despite the fact, that its time: TO FLY!!