and who can pass
between
and know it yet

not know it for
the made and yet

not made who
live and still

both forward and
fro rocking tell

the story of
the mocking and

the jeering and
the hearing of

harsh words and
then the creaking

of soft rope and
then the pounding

and the pounding of
strong hearts and

then the silence
of dead flesh and

creeping cold of
young and old

and all who see
and all who hear

and all who care
and face the fear

and all who live
and all who die

and in their
mourning
see the lie

and all who sing
and all who cry

and all who stand
and all who lie

will know the
truth
and say it loud

and make a moment
in the crowd

where past and future
near and far

can shed the anger
and the fear

and slowly listen
even hear

that life is love
and death is naught

and in
between
the lesson taught

is live it loud
and live it now

and live

live

live

and live

forever