Oh do come and meet me
On the rise, or in the garden.
Oh do come and now see
How you too deserve a pardon.
It makes all the difference
Hidden behind walls and stones,
Kings and thrones,
Space and zones.
Oh do come and hear me
On the rise, or in the fall.
Oh do come and now plea
For you too heard the call.
Stand apart and forget shadows
Caught beside colour and contrast,
Script and cast,
Now and past.
Oh do come and let’s play
On the rise, or in the field.
Oh do come and now say
How you too have been healed.
So long the two agonies
Locked between pills and pains,
Hills and plains,
Links and chains.
Oh do come and don’t hide
On the rise, or in the swell.
Oh do come and now decide
For you too have to tell.
Once suffered can live on
Freed from tasks and tools,
Thinkers and fools,
Masters and rules.
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