if you survived this long, long year emerged this decade, deeply touched by global heartache, death and such, if you faced every day past fear to rise above, a kinder soul who cared for others, paid the toll, then you’ve a right to have a bash to celebrate, to breathe at last, to take your place as our heroes
full cold moon on ice shifting dark of night to light hope for the future
we shouldn’t be at all surprised when vile wolves disguised as sheep prowl the darkness while we sleep crooning dissonant lullabies that fill our foolish ears with lies we shouldn’t be surprised at all when silly sheep refuse to call these wolves the monsters that they are, to send them packing…au revoir! it won’t be long until they fall
dread of the future is fading away in waves dare to hope again
darkness enshrouded moon fading slowly to black bodes fury at dawn
As if we needed more heartbreak… two hundred thousand souls now gone a stalwart prophetess moves on now when there is so much at stake with riots in the streets, earthquakes, fires, floods, hurricanes…can’t look! The year god looked away, forsook our selfish prayers, our hateful ways, our sins exposed on full display, our end assured by hook or crook.
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