In shadows thick where silence breeds,
Intelligence under siege, it bleeds,
The predators in suits proclaim,
With smoke screens high, they play their game.
From Liverpool's chords to Zimmerman’s strum,
The calls for peace have come undone,
Folks once sang the truth so clear,
Yet now their echoes disappear.
Oh Cheers Piri, your words ignite,
In darkness deep, a flicker of light,
As ignorance spreads like vines entwined,
We seek your wisdom to unwind.
Where Dylan sang of war and woe,
Now muffled whispers dance below,
Yet in our hearts your verses dwell
A song against the fading swell.
So let us rise with voices bold,
To challenge tales that lie untold;
For in each lyric lies a chance
To break the trance and join the dance.
In quiet corners of our time,
If Shakespeare walked the bustling streets,
He'd weave a tale, a whispered rhyme,
In every heart, his wisdom greets.
Let not your words in shadows hide,
But sing of joy and pain anew.
For in this world where dreams abide,
The heart must dance, and hope break through."
So ponder deep my mentor on love's warm light,
As stars adorn the velvet sky.
To grasp the fleeting joy of night,
'Tis only truth that shall not die.
Cymru your land where the light entwines with mist,
A bard once breathed, his voice a velvet twist,
With words like rivers, wild and unconfined,
He danced through shadows, secrets intertwined.
So here’s to you and all you’ve brought,
For every battle bravely fought;
Thank you, Wales, and thank you too
Mr. Thomas, we owe so much to you.
So I lift a glass also to Dylan’s cherished name,
For in his verses lives an endless flame.