falcon can't hear th falconer

the anarchy of life has been a vicious cycle to those who still do good the falcon can not hear the falconer we are a fern of stagnant water we are unable to see the chasm between good and bad.. we are in need of an implorer the one with the voice of a commander Rose's have turned gray we've lost the love we had thine cry for the falconer to restore the love tha has withered, from the falcon that thee created