Locust
December 10th, 2008
Pal Waaktaar)
All we can do
Is to assume
Our lives must change
A change is due
I hear you say
What are we gonna do
O’ weeping night
O’ grieving sky
O’ rabbit wind
You just flew by
Grant me this
Some small reward
Don’t announce
Time of the final call
My dream was this:
Across the sky
A slate-grey cloud
That filled the eye
…a slate-grey cloud…
Comes through the dust–
Locust
Dont’ be afraid
It’s a harmless moon
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