Warmoog Posted May 14, 2004 But the starving nomad Is crawling on hands and knees His lips bleeding Ever since he bit the acacia tree Mouth-full of thorns Yet he doesn't seem to care Consumed with thoughts of his mother The teen who Once welcomed him into a crazed world With a blank stare Knowing her life would never be the same Knowing he'd etch dead forefathers Into his brain Only to call her "hooyo" Cause he'd forget her real name He knows Treacherous mines hide in wait Where animals once beat their hooves In thunderous glory Before they lowered their heads and Bade the land farewell Long before vultures Found feasts in the dead Now Hearing thunder overhead He knows The clouds above weep in despair For nameless corpses For wives turned widows And orphans At night he hears nocturnal creatures howl Because they too are hungry Their wails Filled with gloom Tell old tales of a young nation Sliding into doom Of innocence long gone He screams Tell me something new! But hears only silence Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
