Green Grass
May the greenest grass grow
Where thy body must lay
For u call it a tomb
I call it paradise
I go back
from which I came
Eternal sleep
Withered away
Not all is lost
But everything is gained
The cold damp nights
Drenched with rain
All my problems I once possessed
No longer remain
I am at peace
No more pain
No more suffering
Its all faded away
Gone with the old
In with the new
Hopefully some of my wisdom
Carried through
To be used to guide
And for others to stay true
I am with my ancestors
The ones of old
To be reunited with my people
As I watch the new from afar
Play about and grow old
They to will be reunited with me
As I was with the old
They tell me of stories how things once was
They speak of beauty
How plentiful the land once was
And how things went wrong
How they died protecting their land
Before it was destroyed by the hand of man
Now they watch as man destroys themselves
They of the old don’t understand
Wiping out their heritage it will never end
They fought so hard to protect their rights
Now they watch as we begin to wage wars upon our selves
And destroy their heritage by our own hand
All of this is seen through the age of time
Listen to the wind as it hits your eyes
The tears that are produced are not from the breeze
But from the words of the old as they watch and weep
Look around what do you see
Open up let your heart be free
Listen with your ears not
but with thy heart
Reach out with all your love
And Listen to the breeze
as it flows through the trees
It speaks of wisdom
And how to be free
By Joshua Lloyd
Copyright © Joshua Lloyd | Year Posted 2006
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