The world's on fire...the sky is full of dragons She couldn’t wait to tell him
That now a child was growing An unseen soul was forming And soon he’d be a father. The world’s on fire, he sighed The sky is full of dragons. With trees and cities burning It’s no time to raise a daughter. The world was always danger With war and famine looming, With thieves and wild men roaming, Yet you and I were born. Because all seems to falter, and The thought of dragons haunting, No better time there be than now To raise a dragon fighter.
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AuthorMike Soika has been a community activist for more than 30 years working on issues of social and economic justice. His work for justice is anchored by his spiritual formation first as a Catholic and now as a Quaker. Pre 2018 Archives
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