Post by brassa on Aug 13, 2005 14:28:56 GMT -5
Wolf Cry
Brother moon up high above looking down on my upturned
face do you hear my lonely cry
I raise my voice to you far above as you rise above the horizon
do you really understand why
There were so many of us down here to serenade you from
time immortal you have heard our voices raised to you
Now the hills are silent in so many places because we have
been slaughtered in mass and we ask what did we do
The greed of the men who came to this land with no respect
for its mountains and its creatures who filled the land
Killing us and raping the land of its bounty we wonder what
we did and why they kill us seemingly out of hand
We have grown wary of these new humans who have come
to replace our red brothers who understood us so well
Our brothers who joined with us in spirit as we raced
through the night to stand on the hill as both of our hearts did swell
Our cry as we raised our heads and gave voice into the night
as our brothers reached out to us with their minds and their soul
Sharing our moment of joining with the spirits of the night
as we howled our lonely call raised to you up above we knew where to go
The empty hills lie silent now as we are no longer there to
sing into the night as our red brothers have also been driven from their land
Spirits of the night no longer hear our voices nor the drums
of our brothers to raise our voices or their song as on their drums they laid their hand
Tears flow from my eyes as I realize that this land is so much
less without the union of the wolf and his red brother who used to inhabit this place
Tears like stars falling softly from a wolf’s eyes because his
brothers of the flesh and heart no longer are there where they belong as they flow down his face
These new men who have no respect for the land that they took
and give nothing back in return as they disturbed the natural way of the land
Then wondering why things are so very wrong they ask why
their children kill each other when their hearts are barren as they raise their clan
Perhaps it would have been better had they understood
there is a natural sense of order that when disturbed makes them empty at heart
Rather than killing and raping the land they should have
understood and cared for the land from the very start
Now they are sick at heart as they lock themselves behind
closed doors and listen to the emptiness that used to be filled with the wolves of the night
Wondering perhaps what is missing and not knowing they
killed the things that made this land so very special and all they have left is fright
The tears of the wolf perhaps can not be seen as they are
deep within its heart as he understood the way things were truly supposed to be
These new men who replaced our red brothers who are sick
at heart found too late that we were there for a reason and some can now see
So as you lock yourself behind your door and hide cowering
under your bed then maybe you will understand what you have done to this land
The tears of the wolf spirit that is missing is what you listen
for in the night that is not there any more and your empty heart is like the desert sand
I found this and it seemed really pretty
what do you think?
Brother moon up high above looking down on my upturned
face do you hear my lonely cry
I raise my voice to you far above as you rise above the horizon
do you really understand why
There were so many of us down here to serenade you from
time immortal you have heard our voices raised to you
Now the hills are silent in so many places because we have
been slaughtered in mass and we ask what did we do
The greed of the men who came to this land with no respect
for its mountains and its creatures who filled the land
Killing us and raping the land of its bounty we wonder what
we did and why they kill us seemingly out of hand
We have grown wary of these new humans who have come
to replace our red brothers who understood us so well
Our brothers who joined with us in spirit as we raced
through the night to stand on the hill as both of our hearts did swell
Our cry as we raised our heads and gave voice into the night
as our brothers reached out to us with their minds and their soul
Sharing our moment of joining with the spirits of the night
as we howled our lonely call raised to you up above we knew where to go
The empty hills lie silent now as we are no longer there to
sing into the night as our red brothers have also been driven from their land
Spirits of the night no longer hear our voices nor the drums
of our brothers to raise our voices or their song as on their drums they laid their hand
Tears flow from my eyes as I realize that this land is so much
less without the union of the wolf and his red brother who used to inhabit this place
Tears like stars falling softly from a wolf’s eyes because his
brothers of the flesh and heart no longer are there where they belong as they flow down his face
These new men who have no respect for the land that they took
and give nothing back in return as they disturbed the natural way of the land
Then wondering why things are so very wrong they ask why
their children kill each other when their hearts are barren as they raise their clan
Perhaps it would have been better had they understood
there is a natural sense of order that when disturbed makes them empty at heart
Rather than killing and raping the land they should have
understood and cared for the land from the very start
Now they are sick at heart as they lock themselves behind
closed doors and listen to the emptiness that used to be filled with the wolves of the night
Wondering perhaps what is missing and not knowing they
killed the things that made this land so very special and all they have left is fright
The tears of the wolf perhaps can not be seen as they are
deep within its heart as he understood the way things were truly supposed to be
These new men who replaced our red brothers who are sick
at heart found too late that we were there for a reason and some can now see
So as you lock yourself behind your door and hide cowering
under your bed then maybe you will understand what you have done to this land
The tears of the wolf spirit that is missing is what you listen
for in the night that is not there any more and your empty heart is like the desert sand
I found this and it seemed really pretty
what do you think?