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Luc Majno
A Natural Legacy A Natural Legacy This is what we behold The self-proclaimed right To plunder, waste, and pillage All Life, the fish, waters and the trees The very essence of what is Sacred. A Natural Legacy In our bold and unchecked ways We have all but destroyed the roof over our heads Without shame or humility We have marked all Living Things with an «X» Crossed out the food on our tables If we do nothing now We are helping to destroy The very Mother that sustains us A Natural Legacy I will see hope When I will see change When I will see my White race asking Asking for Forgiveness and Patience Not showing intolerance and racism But seeking Truth and Peace With those who were here when we arrived Those who took care of Her Those who knew Her Those who lived for Her Those who Thanked Her We are the
Impatient Breed So quick are we to protect our greed Always in a rush for that
lust No time to slow down Maybe we’ll just
end up Having to leave town We are of the Impatient
Kind For others and all that
surrounds us We make no time, no mind All that matters is today’s
importance And the rest shatters like
glass Falling on the floor of
our ignorance en masse How can this vicious cycle
ever be broken If we all go about Life
like it was just a token Our disinterest need not
be revisited Our morals intact in the
annals Of our self-proclaimed
divinity All in us is perfect ‘Tis the world that
needs fixing Not for the good of others But for others to line
up And give their goods to
us A shame it is that we carry
no conscience From where we come from
And the laws we make up
each day To suit our perfect agenda Perfect in every way We are The Impatient Breed For everything we touch
will never - march 2005
-Nail- Drive a nail inside me Or cut off one of my limbs And I shall bleed Just like the rest of you I Bleed because of the violence inflicted upon me I Bleed because of the lack of understanding Just like all of you But unlike all of you I can do nothing Absolutely nothing But what if I could? What would I do to my opressors? What would be the end result? Not in vengeance But in the Ways of Life For we always reap what we sow - July 27th, 2004
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warning... Someday Someday soon to come The road will end. Everything will come to a halt As our ways will be stopped dead In our tracks we will stand Knowing full well the reasons of our judgment call Standing guilty before Creator With no words in our defence Not able to speak All that we have done All Life that we have slaughtered To our own agenda All of the trees in the forest All the insects killed or run over All the birds shot out of the sky All the fish taken from the sea All of the chicks killed on conveyer
belts All of the Land Itself Will come to react. It is like the seasons They come and go so slowly that change is difficult to see Mother Earth has been reacting Since Time Immemorial And Her Protectors knew this And knew this well They lived along side Her And She nourished them But what has happened? Things have changed She is angry -October 2004 Enter content here Enter content here Enter content here |
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