All The Mother

Return of the darkness

to soils of being.

Desecration,

madness resulting.

The maker of sin,

now morals are gone again.

                Feelings left,

now roots are wilted.

                Killed the leaves begin to fall.

   Our Sun’s madness

           drains the life

                     from our sacred ground.

 

HG – 1995-2000

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