My pen is my sword & I cut to the hilt
My cords of attachment to dreams that were spilt
I write with my left hand & cut with my right
Burning candles & meditating all through the night…
It’s a Wake, it’s a Vigil
A Celebration we make
Spirit tells me that
All our lives are at stake!
I’m getting active with Friends Of the Earth
Freedom of expression, for what it is worth.
For my words aren’t only weapons, they can heal as well
So I won’t be silenced, I’m casting a spell!
Faith In The Ripple Effect 