We have lost sight of the entire thing
But the goodnes that still exists in the world is steering.
Slowly it wakes up from slumber
They see the indignity.
People of goodness must come down from the mountain
To face enemies from the lower plane.
Trying to face evil through fortitude
But in so doing let them not lose altitude.
Love does not mean accepting falsehood
There are many Sherifs but few Robin Hoods.