Arrow of Love
Let my lone arrow of love
Rise up to the heavens and...
Strike
At the burning sun
Strike
At the freezing winds
Strike
At the raging rain storms
Tearing down my mother's
hut
Strike
At the thieving mice
Strike
At the vile locusts
Strike
At the billion weevils
Feasting on my father's corn
Strike
At the swarming flies
Strike
At the squirming worms
Strike
At the hated vultures
Cleaning up the hunters'
wake
Strike
At the flooding seas
Strike
At the barren soils
Strike
At our useless actions
Turning all the earth this
way.
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