Come you who ask of me
All of your questions and your answers -
Your poets and your painters,
Your singers and your dancers
On stages lit by lanterns;
The shadows of the candle,
Unfolding in the alleys
Leading to the greater scandal…
And somehow through the din, someone sings
A song of a million wings…
Follow the swallow, after the eagle,
After the magpie, after the starling,
After the kestrel, after the sparrow
After the bluebird, after the heron,
After the gannet, after the puffin,
After the penguin
Follows the lemming…
Come sane and sane together,
The starling in your reason
That makes you follow blindly
On the leader of the season
Will take you through the blackness
That is flapping all around you,
And take you through your senses
And finally confound you,
And land you where you did not wish to go…
And talk to you in words you do not know…
Follow the swallow, after the eagle,
After the magpie, after the starling,
After the kestrel, after the sparrow
After the bluebird, after the heron,
After the gannet, after the puffin,
After the penguin
Follows the lemming…
Come you who light the candles
Like no one ever lit them,
Who fashion cloaks for guilty men
And fashion men to fit them;
Whose guarantee of profit
Is the price of every silence;
Whose livelihood is diarising
Cruelty and violence.
Let he who goes guiltless throw the stone.
Let those who falsely witness, go home…
Follow the swallow, after the eagle,
After the magpie, after the starling,
After the kestrel, after the sparrow
After the bluebird, after the heron,
After the gannet, after the puffin,
After the penguin
Follows the lemming…
