Earth, Foot, Hand & Sky


Breathless into peace my soul wakes again with a grin of content.
With mine foot upon this land takes me back to a time without white
skin & Lies.
Tears of pain upon mine face as I see this Earth raped peice by peice.
My soul cries for them to leave, a rage unsettled by time, but their self
rightous ways have heart of greed carved in gold.
How must I live to play their lying games of soap opra make believe world that
they pride themselves to be so true that they rule, a grin in the mirror
upon the wall, they feel they rule.
Earth Great White Mother your birthing pains grow near, For the Earth shakes
under mine feet, and with a smile I welcome thee.
 
Great Mother & Raging World make real apocolypes this Earth to change.
This desease that spreads is a mental thing we live by day to day, I call it
the beast, a typical male thing that shall shorly die, I pray, and by it's
death shall carve a delightful grin & smile upon my face once again.

For white shall try it's best to shames that ye hath read, for his bidding time
has come to an end as it's lies is it's very death.