Lletres: Fifteen. Swain's First Bike Ride. Liberation.

Heard my brother tell a story about a world gone mad
People building their own cages rage at thoughts of liberation
About one girl and about one boy so lost in each other's joy
that he can only say Right On and she can only Shine On
Shine On
Meanwhile all around the people tear each other down
But the two unable to no appreciate the coming of another day
Cuz with each rebirth a renewed gift of sun and earth
So right on my mother earth and shine on my sun
My Sun
And while the world tears itself apart with its certainty
The two just sit back in the wonder and the joy
Of the last artifact we have yet to destroy
And we give THANKS