Yoke
Yoke The yoke of the people of Iran must be lifted – There’s horror beneath it It’s an ancient darkness becoming alive It’s a lonely place. It hurts. It’s a burden I cannot lift It’s a message of peace for…
There’s no need to stand at the door and knock; there’s never been a door
There’s no need to stand at the door and knock; there’s never been a door Let’s gaze upon the missing door That’s Gracie’s gift to the lost and poor There’s nothing here that’s black and white No dead decrees, constrictions…