Singing Blues

What's it like
Walking in those shoes.
Heavy the head
wearing the crown
Let's sing the blues.

It's what you are
and what you do.
As we usher in
The coming new.

Universal rules
The golden tools.
Waking the weather
Meted energy use.

Detractors can join force
or they can call truce.
Selling false healing
Tightens the noose.

If you're talking the talk
Walk in those shoes.
Parlaying false dreams
Go on and sing those blues.

It's what you are
and what you do.
Stand up and greet
The coming new.

Universal rules
The golden tools.
Sense gets better
Synchronized energy use.

We can all win
detractors calls truce.
Or fall in the trap
And hang from the noose.

~Osian~