Land of the Pioneers

This sacred land
Of snow and forest
Green hills and valleys
And mists that cling
Still the echoes sound
Ancestors’ voices
Painting their new lives
With the land as canvas
Handing down stories
Carving out traditions
Creating their memories
Weaving their journey

Hope

Why is it hidden
Something beyond the barriers
Feelings swollen with pregnant faith
It knows no boundaries
Disregards imperfections
Shadows of doubt
Darken the truth
Keep the arrows of indecision
Locked away in time
Distant light on the horizon
It’s a new day
With new consequences
Murmurs of the past finding strength
What you know now
Bound up in these tangled webs
The waves of discussion
An ocean so wide
We’ll make it across
A droplet of hope lies in wait
Asleep til the time is right
Wake up
Its time to go

Promise

I dream of answers
I dream of ideas
I seek a promise
I seek the truth

A forgotten key
A remembered smile
The forgotten search
The remembered dreams

Promise of an answer
The idea of truth
Search for dreams
Forget to remember

Greed

Destroying ourselves every day
Counting down the hours
Til the end is in sight
What makes this alright?

Is there any hope out there?
Is everyone consumed?
Preoccupied with greed
Taking everything we need

It makes me sick
Power playing games one-sided
We seek through revolution
Knowing there is no one solution

The Wall

Careless creatures casting their lines

Hooking up their profits
Greedy smiles on their faces
Not knowing they will fail one day
The wall comes crashing down
When they least expect it
Keep buffering it up with some mud and straw
It’ll hold til the next puff of wind
A trickle of oily rain
No chance the wall will hold up
Coming down fast like a ton of bricks
Time to build a new one
Something built to be made anew each time
One that doesn’t need to hold up
A roof over a shattered society
The cause and effect of it all
Wheel of time and cycle of seasons
Brush the cobwebs from the ruins
This wall stands the test of time