Harp song for the lady

In the time of war and strife

we were losing the light in our eyes

We were denying the truth of a life

filled with the pain of ruthlessness

unheeded

then out of the controlled emptiness

which they were filling our hearts with

came a lady to hold us in her arms

at night, singing tales of a might

that walked the shore with determination

and brought a place called home

to our mind told us do not pine

For the past lifetime of crimes

that were not our own

not to sulk in retaliation

of the blood spilt like wine

in the pictures she drew

but to find our own view of the world

and the knowledge that perfect was

impossible

out of the beatings and blame

came a mother to hold us a night

and lead us into day

as the world around us ran itself into decay

told us in order to fight we must compensate

Not follow orders lost in their ways

but to take our time in order to make

a better day

To return the light in our eyes

and regain our emotions and

birthrights

We will fight

we will fight against

those beings who would watch the world burn

just to have the turn of being right

she lead us to a victory

she brought us home and made us free

she taught us words and how to feel

she showed us dreams and what was real

she caught our arms and said to us ‘fight’

she made us decide the wrong and right

yet when the war flags lagged in sight

we stood on our own and fought with destiny

but by the betrayal of society

we have still lost our dear lady