What is freedom?
Does it start with a war? 
And when it’s over
Do you know what it’s for? 
Because I’m watching all these children bleeding
And I want to give them what they’ve been needing
Peace in a world gone mad
And I don’t think that the leaders are bad 
Just misled
They lead with a rifle instead
Of the hearts they have betrayed
And I am dismayed
As it happens under my watch
And I’m staring at the clock 
Hoping for a ceasefire to break 
As they blow things up for their own sake 
And I fight the wind
For my sins
Like Byron Katie says 
There are many ways
To the top of the mountain 
But their tears are a fountain 
And I cannot pretend I don’t feel the rain 
As it pours over me over and over again 
Writing what will be 
I just pray that we all see 
What we are doing when we ignore
Our own fall away floor
That drops the bottom out of what we thought we knew
If it happened to me, it could happen to you 
In waves and in the ocean 
Women are not all emotion 
We are feeling beings 
And I am the seeing