A Beginning & An End
Time is an infant
a new beginning, a new end
What came before is relivedWe feel with our eyes,
The pristine magic of earth
Flat wooded shores, white oaks
Redwoods are sages,
They whisper of the past
We see the native ones,
as they lived in harmony
The great plains of grass
The desert of painted dunes
A myriad of purple hues
Herds of buffalo roam,
no man can own them
The nomads of the plains
the cliff dwellers of the desert
farm with ancient secrets
We come on great ships
sailing salty seas
White greed captures and owns,
it destroys all and itself as well
Cities covered with darkness
A beginning will be born to end
A civilized world shall remain savage
 drop deadly night shade · Mon Aug 16, 2010 @ 10:23pm · 0 Comments |
