Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Peace Pipe pondering

"In the dead of the evening,
When the spears come down,
Say a prayer for the plowboy
On the killing ground.
Now the peace pipe, it is broken -
All the shaman’s gone unspoken.
In the dead of the evening
When the tears come down.
Burn down the sacred ground!
Tear the temple down!
In the name of God somehow
Burn down the sacred ground!"
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Peace Pipe
Cry of Love

2 comments:

B Harlow said...

What's in the bag?

Mitch said...

de's mojo in dat bag. a lil' bon temp gris-gris for ya, mon cher.