A sea of yellow flowers

In the quiet night
We ask ourselves
Why fight the system strong?
It’s big and bold and towers tall
It’s been this way all along.

We light our candles,
Wave them high,
Try to give hope in the dark,
It’s minuscule what we can do,
It barely hits the mark.

But many candles kindle fire,
Many hands and hearts don’t tire,
A sea of peaceful yellow flowers,
Creates the seeds of people power.

In the quiet night
When questions burn,
The helpless, hopeless we,
Stand tall, fight wise,
Keep on, arise,
For the day we are set free.

25th November 2016

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