Blue Bird

                                                         Lourie

BLUE BIRD!

This is how children used to play

In the gadget-less days before today.

Before the twitchings of the thumb

Made all the made-up games seem dumb;

Before the technological age,

When children actually turned a page

To get imagination flying!

Now it comes to them without them trying!

Adventures are presented to them

Even though they misconstrue them.

Goggle-eyed they sit and stare

Curled up, motionless, in a chair!

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But Lourie is a Mum who knows

The real adventures are still those

Which come from the individual child

Who is allowed to be quite 'wild'!

To pile up blankets on the floor

And then to jump and then to soar!

Be certain the thoughts that are in his mind

Are not of a technological kind.

What does he think as he flies through air?

Don't ask! That is his own affair!

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When he's a man I'm sure he'll say

'I thank a mother who let me play.'

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An unashamedly Feminist song that I wrote some years ago.

HALF THE WORLD

When Half of the World seeks for Justice,

When Half of the World seeks for Peace

It's absolutely certain that, given time,

The threat of War can cease.

When Half of the world seeks Compassion,

When Half of the world seeks for Light

It's absolutely certain that, given time,

Men will cease to fight.

Our Half of the World has the Numbers,

Our Half of the World has the Power

And it's absolutely certain that, given time

We can have our finest hour.

We can lead the way

Into a brand new day,

For we are

Half of the World.

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