Help people

The Strange Lad believes in helping people to help people.

Far away, in a land where clichés grew on trees,
Where hurt people hurt the tainted in the sea,
A hand reached through the darkness, planted seeds of grace,
And healed the ground for kindness to find a place.

Help people help people;
Help people helping people;
Help people help people.

I walked the borders, knew the salt of tears,
Then found healing from hands that calmed fears,
The newly healed now lifts the bowed-down head,
Where hurt weeds grew, compassion blooms instead.

Help people help people;
Help people helping people;
Help people help people.

Let the devil stand confused by our creative ways,
We weave these couplets into music that unites,
The truth is not cowards washing hands of crimes,
But kindness reaching roof to roof across divides.

Help people help people;
Help people helping people;
Help people help people.

So let the old clichés fall from every tree,
No longer trapped by what we used to be,
But be the proof that kindness will rewrite our fate,
Help people help people before it is too late.

Help people help people;
Help people helping people;
Help people help people.

Inspired by the original song “Hurt People” by James Dixon.