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)