Ring the bells that still can ring,
Forget your perfect offering,
There is a crack in everything,
That’s how the light gets in.
Is it a coincidence that the man who wrote this song died now? Lets make that light a blazing sun and shine these frightened monsters back into their hidey holes. Maybe we can make the world bright enough so they can lose the fear that makes them hide from people who are different. We know that kind of fear grows best in the dark where it eats away at all the human parts that tell us we are all in this together.