Bruce Haack Requiem
We have seen the singing wind
We have heard the sun
We have tasted lavender
We have just begun-
We have cried at happiness
We have laughed at pain
We have let the grass turn brown
Waiting for the rain
Paradise has gone away
Our parade is here
All we now have left to kill
Is hate and pain and fear
Love came in when we began
Love is back again
Powerlove is what we are
Powerlove remains
