Rise


Rise my little sparrow
Rise from the ashes of the grave
Remember acceptance and approval
Are very different beasts
Rise the rain lies fallow
And the ducks are splashing yet
The women in their vestments
Have not made us sinners
Rise the constitution is waiting
Rise parliament is powdered
Waiting for the light
Rise the giving birth is painful
But the labors are not in vain
Rise my little sparrow
And fly in splendid glory


(5/5/17)

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