it feels personal again like it did as a kid
early spring birds early morning singing
when the heart knew only joy and hide
the best that you can
when confronted by authorities wrath
we rush thru our hail mary’s full of grace
until an angel whispers in our ear
“if you scream he will stop the beating”
what’s happened dear mother of a god if you are
to the beating stopping with the screaming
now we haf’ta lie to stop the beating
see them take these lies off to war?
see Johnny march
see Jane cry
see baby bleeding dirty uranium pellets
elephants pushing donkeys off to war
one two three four what the hell are we fighting for
old song new war endless war via perpetual fear
oh but oops what Is perpetual
when the heart knows only joy and hide
early spring birds early morning singing
that’s what
it is still personal to those who have ears to hear
see
the sun
by dawn’s early light unites
father sky and mother earth in turquoise rose embrace
a new baby day is born
where did all the elephant asses go
long time leaving
when will they ever learn
when will
they ev’er
learn?
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