And I will run barefoot on the sand
I will fill the sacred silent heartbeat
And the quiet breathing of pachaman
Give me the smile of a child
And I will seduce our brother sun
To freely dwell in our village
To end our silent anguish
Give me the language of a child
I will invite our sister moon
And build her a protected habitat
To resurrect our dashed dreams
Give me the patience of a child
I will transform our youths, by
Reminding them of their childhood joy
To heal the wounds of their brutal falls
Give me the gaiety of a child
I will build a society worthy of humans
Where failure loose its poignant grips
And the joy of living resurges from the dark
Give me the conviction of a child
I will convey to all the broken-hearted
The hope of a better tomorrow
That brings peace and joy of living
Give me the gaze of a child
And I will boldly face the future
To better enjoy the present moment
Smiling at the errors of my yesterday
Give me the audacity of a child
I will live proudly without fear
Of assuming my human identity
Very vulnerable yet always human
Alisonomi 2019©
