![]() So say the Asian, the Hispanic, the Jew The African, the Native American, the Sioux, The Catholic, the Muslim, the French, the Greek The Irish, the Rabbi, the Priest, the Sheik, The Gay, the Straight, the Preacher, The privileged, the homeless, the Teacher. There is a true yearning to respond to The singing River and the wise Rock. Before cynicism was a bloody sear across your Brow and when you yet knew you still Knew nothing. Come, Clad in peace, and I will sing the songs The Creator gave to me when I and the Tree and the rock were one. Yet today I call you to my riverside, If you will study war no more. ![]() Your armed struggles for profit Have left collars of waste upon My shore, currents of debris upon my breast. It says, Come, rest here by my side.Įach of you, a bordered country, Delicate and strangely made proud, Yet thrusting perpetually under siege. The Rock cries out to us today, you may stand upon me, But do not hide your face.Īcross the wall of the world, A River sings a beautiful song. Your mouths spilling wordsĪrmed for slaughter. You, created only a little lower than The angels, have crouched too long in The bruising darkness Have lain too long Face down in ignorance. I will give you no hiding place down here. ![]() A Rock, A River, A Tree Hosts to species long since departed, Marked the mastodon, The dinosaur, who left dried tokens Of their sojourn here On our planet floor, Any broad alarm of their hastening doom Is lost in the gloom of dust and ages.īut today, the Rock cries out to us, clearly, forcefully, Come, you may stand upon my Back and face your distant destiny, But seek no haven in my shadow. ![]()
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