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The Shadows Of War...
by David Little Eagle
War leaves shadows of dark red -
on the streets and fields of horror.
Men fight, but women fall prey to the violence
of men, and the children are left alone in the nightmares of aloneness.
The killing fields can be of grass or asphalt,
and the wholesale murderers of humanity take the trees to the slaughter.
Crimes against Earth and Sky - All In Between with painted targets
on their hearts,
eyes of hatred gleaming with malicious intent -
humanity ceasing and skinwalker darkness robbing the spirit of all.
Destruction and deconstruction, projects of madmen with seared consciences -
none are safe, and the innocent die in the shadows of warriors both good and bad.
Shadows cast, but not by light of sun.
Shadows and more shadows - red turning black under the Moon that rises -
a witness to the atrocities of humanity against humanity,
and against All Our Relations of the Earth.
The shadows of war, monuments to no greatness, but to the darkness
of the human heart.
Peace, worthy Dream, come to us, the children of Earth and Sky -
That all the children of Earth and Sky will no longer be ravished
in the red-turned-black
shadows of war...
2012 by David Little Eagle
Music by David Little Eagle:
Echoes of Winter and The Wounded Healer
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