We can’t control the tides of the oceans,
So let us be the currents of our seas.
We can’t reach the stars of the universe,
So let us be the lights of our nights.
We can’t stop the clocks nor the time,
So let us be the rhythm of our lives.
We can’t buck the bloody market,
So let us be the traders of seeds,
Seeds of revolution,
Seeds of justice,
Seeds of peace.
Copyright © 2015. Tony Martin-Woods
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