Brother Rabbit
Brother Rabbit, tell me please
When will the hard times end?
Will the hell on earth increase
To a no man’s land?
Quiet life is my conviction
Totally predictable
Time goes by, in benediction
Of the daytime rituals
Last night I went up the hill
I could see for miles
Moonlit path across the field
Under the starry skies
Were you there, I can’t say
Either I’m not sure
If you heard my little pray
You are so demure
I don’t seek a golden fleece
I wasn’t wired to fight
Brother Rabbit, share some peace
Send it through the night
Not a calm before the storm
But a storm no more
Peaceful living, like a norm
Shielded by the law.
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