the Psalms of Daniel: The Son of Man

Friday, May 9, 2008

The Son of Man

To every tribe and every creed a Son was born yet few took heed still we are torn Fighting each other day and night quarrels over stupid little beads and selling souls to fight and flight while our Mother mourns her seeds How can any of you expect a new day of peace to ever face a new elect adorned without a crease The Son of Man will not show before you turn your sword to a plough Sign in to see full entry.

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