Mooning

A colab between Lisadee and I

The View from the moon
Meach
Author: Meach
Word Count: 418
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If you’ve something to say then say it
If there’s something on your mind
The things that you feel
Won’t hurt any bones
If you leave the sticks and stones behind
Don’t hold your hands up to the sky
And say what can one man do
Solutions, songs and solaces
May come from somewhere in you

A poet I knew,
Said the view from the moon
Had left him feeling very small
And the potions that he made
With his paper and pens
Held no solution to it all
I told him the beating of a butterfly
Can cause a hurricane, they say
The smallest of winds can move the water
And the water will wear the stone away
The smallest of winds can move the water
And the water will wear the stone away

If you’ve something to see
Then see it
Don’t let a picture slip away
That gathering of flowers
By a bomb blown wall
Was somebody’s child yesterday
Don’t shrug your shoulders
And walk away
Or say it won’t happen to me
Patriot’s gods are many fold
And there but for the grace of them go we

A poet I knew,
Said the view from the moon
Had left him feeling very small
And the potions that he made
With his paper and pens
Held no solution to it all
I told him the beating of a butterfly
Can cause a hurricane, they say
The smallest of winds can move the water
and the water will wear the stone away
The smallest of winds can move the water
and the water will wear the stone away

If there’s something to give
Then give it
You can’t take it when you pass away
Remember the pennies
That close your eyes
Might help somebody see the way
Don’t turn your back
On a thirsty world
Or lock yourself away
The sand you use to hide your head
Might turn into a desert one day

A poet I knew,
Said the view from the moon
Had left him feeling very small
And the potions that he made
With his paper and pens
Held no solution to it all
I told him the beating of a butterfly
Can cause a hurricane, they say
The smallest of winds can move the water
and the water will wear the stone away
The smallest of winds can move the water
and the water will wear the stone away

Lisa
Meach