WILL THE REAL BROTHERS AND SISTERS

PLEASE STAND UP?
(Written in 1998)




Are we ever going to get down to it

Like a group therapy session of two

And break through to why

You feel so uncomfortable when I'm around

Are we ever going to discover

The real reason and get beyond it

And get down to being old, dear Friends?



Alamere Falls beckons us together

With memories so sublime and sweet

And yet false life tears us apart

Making us feel so self-righteous

Allowing Alamere to fade into the past

When such real joys should not fade

And Peace should allow us to be One



Are we ever going to transcend differences

To accept eachother's uniqueness

And individualism without judgment

For no one made us God to pass sentence on

Or to shun our brothers and sisters

Who are just doing their best to survive

And stand up for what's Right and Good



Getting down to being dear, old Friends!