Good news
Just heard it again
We’ve all become friends
In awhile longer
We’ll be lovers
But, let’s wait
We are just walking through the gate
Again the words the same
The war has been over for a long time
We’ve just kept it alive inside
Judging ourselves for our perceived wrongs
Forgetting to burst out in song
Just plodding along
Work, check, drink
Just chasing the clink clink
There is no need to battle ourselves
Or each other
I was told this in the arms of the Mother
She will always love you
And me
Remind us to sit under the tree
We are free
Mama puts food on the table so we can see
What is gained from fighting?
Anger, hate, murder
Who likes that?
Always the script for drama, suspense, or thriller
I go to sleep not thinking of killers
How can you fight yourself in the first place?
Every part of your infinite space
Still you
Your seven essence parts
They’ll keep you together
Their house in your heart
Tells your mind what to do
Makes it say who
Is that you?
Is that me?
No it’s us
Three
The war is over
Get ready for the parade
The new world starts the next day
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