I had a dream in which i was gathering with a group of young activists to support our brothers and sisters in Palestine through artistic means. I felt a bit out of place being an old fart and not an artist by any stretch of the imagination, but they welcomed me as an equal. In the background a song was playing. Upon waking i did my best to reproduce it. 

Free Palestine, my friends, and for God sake protect the children of ALL cultures and backgrounds. As the children go, so go us all. Isn't that obvious? Love, William

William B Crowell