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THE NATURE OF THINGS

The Nature of Things

Birds ATE Worms,
Worms Tilled Soil,
Frogs ATE Flies,
Bees Made Honey,
Fish ATE Worms,
People ATE Fish,
Cats ATE Fish
Butterflies and bees
Pollinated.
Grass Grew, and the
Dandelions
Were Welcomed and flew
al aroun' all aroun'
and Were Welcomed,
Life was simple back then.
Preying Mantis fought.
Snails made slime.

And the green grass
Still grew sublime
The trees bowed in dignity
and neutralized  the
Pollutants in THE AIR...
Then gave US the Oxygen
we breathed,
and the red clover grew
all aroun' all aroun'
Even the rocks did their part ,

Filtered the water and trickled

it down,to well up Into Springs...

Purified...and the red clover grew

all aroun' all aroun'

That was the nature of things...

when men loved naturally.

Until the disorder.

Who ordered the disorder.

If you if you do not know now.

Oh well!

I won't Tell --To bad for us all.

All I know, It was not that long ago

OK, I Will Tell ..it is

M o N S A N TO...Monsanto !

Now what we gonna do,

wait for our Karmic potion?

What goes around comes around...

and the red clover is

no longer all over-

and the green grass no longer grows

all aroun' all aroun'..

"Round up I would say.

"Agent Orange", the other nay

Every dog will have his day,

stay out the way

of other peoples karma .                                                                                                                             
Always ring the

alarm when you see

or smell harm

believe in your Intuition.

This is my last poem

In which I will speak

of times past,or will

I speak of blue skies

and babbling brooks.

I will tell you that truth

was written in books.

I will speak of air raids,and braids.

I will tell you how we went from

Empresses and Queens to slaves,

and from Stewards and

Kings to our graves.

I will inform you that people need

to get back on the right tract.

Will ask you to find your

dignity and take it back.

I will ask you to be vigilantes,

and stand up. Before we all fall down.

Before no more green

grass grows allaroun', allaroun'

I would ask you to draw lines and never

let anyone cross your boundaries.

I would tell you that the

herbs and the vegetables

were our medicine,study them

and get to know them again.

I would implore you to

question everything.

You are more than able

And never follow the crowd.

read the labels

We use to have Songs like

Black and Proud, or War by war.

War (uuugh) "What is it good for"

I would say so much to you

and send this hug to you.


Today I might be dead

and gone, but call on my spirit

and I will come.

Blood Sweat n Tears sang

"there will be one child born...to carry on"

Know that this battle can be won.

And no matter what

stay true to the real you,

whenever in doubt

Shout...the ancestors out ...

We are only a dimension away.

And that my friends is...

"The Nature of Things ".


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  1. Date: 8/14/2014 11:57:00 AM

    Vicki, wow.. This is amazing and complex.. Way to go!

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