The Return Of Cool Breeze Poem by Cecelia GrantPeters

Turn around all those weary heads
I want to see you look alive
Modern times have hit us hard
But I'm sure we can survive.

Nuclear threats, earthquakes,
Fire, floods, may cause some slight alarm
Nostradamus predicted
The end with a customary charm.

Hold on one moment life is precious
So put your mind at ease
And tonight you can all celebrate
The return of ‘Cool Breeze'.

If lovers and children sing with birds
And swim with the fish in the sea
What gives the evil and wicked
The right to question our sanity?

So please don't be fooled by all manner of lies
Told by respectable clowns
Frightened of bringing the displeasure
Which is registered with their frowns.

No please be aware
If your life is just used for others gain
Don't be afraid to call your own shots
For it's you who will shoulder the pain.
 
Anyway, hold on for a moment
Life is precious
So put your mind at ease
And tonight let us celebrate
The return of ‘Cool Breeze.'

Afghanistan and Mogadishu
Brings us inner pain
Libya screams and Iran feels
What price the evil has to gain.

Sit down and smile a while
And feel no alarm
Nostradamus predicted the end
With a customary charm.

Relax and smile and
For a minute be at ease
For tonight we celebrate
The return of ‘Cool Breeze.'