Mother Taught Me

Mother taught me When pride cankered me to climb Trees upside down before the crowd She scolded me The higher the monkey climbs, son The more he will Expose. Her lessons truth has won Feel now the thrill For when took gold And tongue, and people from the land Nothing was left but tears and dying Of human soul All that gold was cankered with our blood Things fall apart Everywhere, the old systems melt to mud Mother was smart Blood money gone Misery shakes the clouds of coming dawn Confusion fold the banks that genius brimmed A naked fawn Alone and vulnerable, shivers in the sight The trigger pressed And Europe gropes through thickening night Greed is careless. Suicide haunts fear Of the coming apocalyptic readjustments now The wounded fawn rushes to the cliff, but blind Nor can it hear It is not the hunter but the wind in its chase It's climb too far I made impotent cannot rescue or its debt erase Time healed my scar.