Friend from the West
09 December 2011, 10:48 PM
Hari Om
Namaste to each on HDF.
Om Shanti
A Glimpse
Walk down and around hallways.
Look into mirror, see me.
Shut eyes and see thee.
Open eyes, see thee in me.
There you are, always.
Ignorance
The blood flowed, but the brave men on either side would not be bowed, no matter how many died.
The evil child with magical powers and one blue and one brown eye, had to die,
The men fought for the highest, noblest cause.
The many women had to be raped, because of?
Many books have been written,
Real poems have been written.
These warriors of glory
What really is the story?
Nothing Godly has been written
Books of lies have been written,
The women raped for a hateful, violent cause.
The men fought with much passion, because?
The child with one blue and one brown eye, who was a blessed one, did not cry.
The blood flowed, neither side would be bowed, with each cut, on a mountain far away, a sage cried.
Namaste to each on HDF.
Om Shanti
A Glimpse
Walk down and around hallways.
Look into mirror, see me.
Shut eyes and see thee.
Open eyes, see thee in me.
There you are, always.
Ignorance
The blood flowed, but the brave men on either side would not be bowed, no matter how many died.
The evil child with magical powers and one blue and one brown eye, had to die,
The men fought for the highest, noblest cause.
The many women had to be raped, because of?
Many books have been written,
Real poems have been written.
These warriors of glory
What really is the story?
Nothing Godly has been written
Books of lies have been written,
The women raped for a hateful, violent cause.
The men fought with much passion, because?
The child with one blue and one brown eye, who was a blessed one, did not cry.
The blood flowed, neither side would be bowed, with each cut, on a mountain far away, a sage cried.