Sleep now my precious rose, <br />the moon is home tonight, <br />And as the terror grows <br />no gods will hear our plight. <br />Abandoned due to flaws <br />within their master plan <br />we need to forge new laws <br />to save the life of man. <br />A few of us now stand <br />defying church and Pope, <br />I stay to hold your hand <br />and tell you of new hope. <br />All days shall be, to wit, <br />ruled by Almighty Sun, <br />for nights we shall commit <br />Old Cheese for the long run. <br />But worry not my child <br />I cradle you my love, <br />at home and in the wild <br />we shun the ghosts above<br /><br />Herbert Nehrlich 2<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sleep-now/
