Let the Sunshine in.

O Man, do you see those shores upon which 

Infinite sand grains reside?

O Woman, do you see those stars that light up

the sky amidst the shadows of the Earth?

Though some have eyes, they cannot see

So tell them to let the sunshine in.

O Man, do you hear the birds at the crack 

Of dawn when the skies are painted red

with the rising sun?

O Woman, do you hear the Earth’s pulse

as you place the soles of your feet on the 

Naked ground?

Though some have ears, they cannot hear

So tell them to let the sunshine in.

O man, do you feel the cries of the young ones

that were buried beneath the rubble by those with

Deep pockets and short hands?

O Woman, do you feel the absence of that newborn 

Whose tiny hands could hold the world?

Though some have hearts, they cannot feel

So tell them to let the sunshine in.