Images from the darkest night
Fight for mind and soul,
Rattling sticks and beating drums
Screams from masks unfold.
Shadows spin and slide from sight
Wild white eyes stare.Stamping feet beat up the dust
Cries rent the air.
A black crow perches up aboveCruel beak and claws bare,
Where now the promised land my love
Lush fields at heaven's gate.
Morning is an age away
Love, save me from my fate.
Fight for mind and soul,
Rattling sticks and beating drums
Screams from masks unfold.
Shadows spin and slide from sight
Wild white eyes stare.Stamping feet beat up the dust
Cries rent the air.
A black crow perches up aboveCruel beak and claws bare,
Where now the promised land my love
Lush fields at heaven's gate.
Morning is an age away
Love, save me from my fate.
Peter Hollard
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