To Those

To those that must
To those that waste
To those that run away
To those that quit
To those weak tries
To those that waste the day

Bring back the time
Bring back the sound
Bring back the human noise
Bring back wound clocks
Bring back bright lights
Bring back the black cat’s toys

For there lay lips
For there grew lies
For there goes free men
For there lay sour
For there lay mess
For there lays the dragon’s den

Where she gives life
Where men do care
Where all notes are sung on key
Where She has rights
Where He respects
Where all Rights will heal if let be.

DSS