Why am I hereWho sent meWhat secret mission am I on What enemy haveI come to wound with my goodnessWhat quiet darkness in my heart have I come to rattle with the drumming light of activismI awaited this hourlike the wind grows out of the stillness
Why am I hereWho sent meWhat secret mission am I on What enemy haveI come to wound with my goodnessWhat quiet darkness in my heart have I come to rattle with the drumming light of activismI awaited this hourlike the wind grows out of the stillness