After opening circle, a sacred space Where we present ourselves as one Walk for peace (we’re from all walks of life) From Holyoke beneath the blazing sun To Easthampton, chanting and pounding a drum
Na mu myo ho ren ge kyo Glory to the Dharma of the Lotus Sutra
It’s hot as Hades Hiroshima or Nagasaki After Americans dropped their bombs On civilians, shredding skin from limbs Become ghosts before they died
Na mu myo ho ren ge kyo Glory to the Dharma of the Lotus Sutra
We walk for peace We sit at the lunch counter of genocide* We represent the human race though we’re only twenty-five To the Japanese we apologize For releasing the horror, suffering and sorrow, Unleashing a nuclear holocaust inferno
Na mu myo ho ren ge kyo Glory to the Dharma of the Lotus Sutra
We follow the leaderless Peace Pagoda Not with optimism, but with hope* Rhythmic meditation of perseverance Change doesn’t happen overnight Don’t give up. Keep pushing. Crawl towards the light**
Na mu myo ho ren ge kyo Glory to the Dharma of the Lotus Sutra