On backbone pages I’ll place words rugged and hard
And my allegiance is just a stone’s throw with
Older arms the distance gets shorter and I can’t stop
Tossed heads and painted lips with absent thoughts
Or those hungry money folks saying they don’t see
The bodies buried in the stench of profit’s chore

I see tubes of violence bleeding man on man and
Constellations of judgment with lethal design
Wronging rights and robbing wealthy
Minds that grow the dreams of our children
And no one’s one answer but we all begin by breathing
The possibility of love’s untouched shore

I’m not fearing tomorrow’s song and
I’m not running from the sunset unseen
My pace strides on the back of time
And rainbow catching’s not my call
But love and kindness cast the longest throws
For the mark of a child come years before


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