Six Fields of Safety

Saving the utilty.
Financing a better plan
A world exhumes greatness
When it is for the common man

Once I took a picture
Of a child in the street
He was cold and grey and empty
And was his duty too great?

Silence in a rustic shelter
A nickel on the stairs
With hope there will be plentitude
For that the children stare

So build up a new community
And label it with trust and favor
With all good hope it will exist
And nothing for us to not savor

The apples come in the springtime
And the oranges grow on trees to gold
With silence there is good safety
In the world that Moses built

So love for ten more years
And give to those who feel some pain
And exist to name your children
After those who trust remains

Orchestras of plenty
And solutions of decency and respect
Order todays multitude
To work and pay their rent

Silence before the storm
Was the warning to the cherry blossoms that play in democracy
A child will be born tomorrow of the rags that we give him
And tomorrow justice can show peace the way