Colour our notions with the colours of spring
Write your song so the deaf hear and the dumb sing
Though we start this day with a requiem, honour us with love.
Let your oases flow over the hurts of our past fluff.
May the cornfields wheeze the breeze of ease and release,
May we receive relief from the cliff of misconceived beliefs.
Condone our malapropisms and misappropriations
Wrap our lips in eurhythmic euphemisms, sweet syncopations
Repaint our façades by enriching our gloomy spirits.
Walk us into joy, though our breast be streaked like pipits.
Touch our bark-covered hearts: quench us in sanguinity.
Give us to forgiving, benevolence, nobleness and magnanimity
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