Heal Hurt Child
Every day I cry for the atrocities we commit
With every step I ask Gaia to forgive
With every breath I beg you to awake
Walk lightly in our home
For I have nowhere else to go
It’s not bacon it’s a pig on your pizza
I can see the life taken away
I can see the cruelty
The horror
The terror
And I can’t swallow it
The world is your oyster, you ate it
An aphrodisiac for the passion you lack
Rivers of gold turned to dust
The story told of your insatiable lust
Oceans of plenty drained and empty
You won’t believe money grows on trees
Chopped down by your greed
Blinded by the lights the stars are lost to you
Disco lights desired
No romantics left to watch the rise of the moon
Nothing left to connect
In the wasteland of emptiness have you found your happiness
Have you found love in the arms of loneliness
Heal hurt child for you are painting your scars across the land
Heal hurt child and the world will heal by your hand
Every day I cry for the atrocities we commit
With every step I ask Gaia to forgive
With every breath I beg you to awake
Walk lightly in our home
For I have nowhere else to go
It’s not bacon it’s a pig on your pizza
I can see the life taken away
I can see the cruelty
The horror
The terror
And I can’t swallow it
The world is your oyster, you ate it
An aphrodisiac for the passion you lack
Rivers of gold turned to dust
The story told of your insatiable lust
Oceans of plenty drained and empty
You won’t believe money grows on trees
Chopped down by your greed
Blinded by the lights the stars are lost to you
Disco lights desired
No romantics left to watch the rise of the moon
Nothing left to connect
In the wasteland of emptiness have you found your happiness
Have you found love in the arms of loneliness
Heal hurt child for you are painting your scars across the land
Heal hurt child and the world will heal by your hand
- Jane Burd October 2010
