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Feb 2018
Bones…by Jessie 11/06

In the moonlight night, on an autumns eve  
The wolfs bay for a mate
The wind whips down with an artic chill
Just north of the barring straights

It sends a sign of things to change
The profits couldn’t know
Shamans all around the world
By the fires, their bones they throw

In the shadows cast by heat
The oracle played out
In the bones the future told
Of what’s to come about

First a rift, small and trite
Ignites a tinder box
Engulfs, consumes, all that’s close
The world put on locked  

Devastation all around
No one left to see
What’s yours, what’s mine, what does it matter?
The loss  humanity

No time to spare, take up the bones
Get word out to the tribes
Your brother lives by your hand
Or dies right by your side

It’s up to you; it’s up to me
How the day proceeds
But know that how were judged
Is based upon our deeds

The land is not for taking
It’s borrowed day by day
Put back what you take
The debt, we all must pay

Time exacts what it is owed
Interest added on
A pound of flesh from every man
For all that it was wronged

Prepare yourself, for the time has come
The road leads many ways
Stay upon the road your on
And enjoy your final days
Jessie Schwartz
Written by
Jessie Schwartz  M/Springfield MO
(M/Springfield MO)   
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