August 02, 2006

He is truth

The drunken master sidesteps nature's swipes and tiptoes over waters
His prophecies are yet to come true
So he keeps on moving
Grooving to an intoxicating beat
He is man dressed in drag
Seeking his feminine side
And a little peace from heightened awareness and dreams
Trees have lost their leaves
But it is not spring
Flowers bend under the weight of the sun but it is alarmingly cold
The snows have melted but ice clogs every street

He is a son of the earth
Through him the blood of humanity runs
Mixed together to form the only colour there is
He picks no sides, has no allegiance to no flag
Hate is man-made
And he is born in the image of God
He is born in the image of God

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