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Explosives, God and Four Legged Friends
twelve foot galvanized fences topped with razor wire
guarded gates and rifles faces grim in silent hate
green camo vehicles patrol corriders stripped bare
concealed ammunitions to seal the future's fate
explosives, weapons, tools of mass destruction
hide in bunkers awaiting a call to the next war
the names of future deaths inscribed in magic ink
names that someday will be missed forevermore
a place where evil lurks below each mound of earth
a place where goodness can't be seen but wait what do I see...
four legged beauty made by God's own hand
serene they stroll together in their tawny coats of tan
pause here and there to munch the winter grass
eyes of liquid black look back at me this mortal man
no fear of what where they walk, no fear of death for them
protected by the tools of death they live free as you and I
there's a doe with belly swollen, another with fawn in tow
my mind is lost in perfect wonder and a tear forms in my eye...
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"If I have to be this girl in me, Then I have the right to be."
Regis
Goid Bless!!
Love Tinka
Take care,
Sherry
We should be ashamed of ourselves...we truly are the top of the food-chain..but then..I always remember what my Father once told me...just when you think you are the best at what you do...along comes another to prove you aren't.
Well we humans have alot of hard lessons to learn someday...and our time will arrive.
Good one Felix!
Lisa