Were you forgotten? lost in some ol’ town? Did you ever think bout true de do.. comin’ down?.. Confusion in a desert time bloody knees and pain.. confession forgiven so.. knowledge lived or slain..
Did forget take every set when winds of truth must blow?.. Does fear take you far or near forbidding truth to grow..
Mr. Oak looked at the yoke mankind built cartoon.. fashion come down crashin disagreeing with the moon..
Ms. Owl warm comfort swarms around owlettes and more.. another group to grow from loops proven true before..
Mr. Stone spoke deep from wisdom tween timeless anon.. ‘denial is for cowards.. not who or what was won.. seen it all it will befall runnin’ funnin’ words.. for truth need be.. living free and love first lived and heard’..
Hummingbird had a word of quiet question awe.. injured.. his eyes asked me of life and all he saw.. took a moment just to ask me ‘are you kind this day? Can you help me heal my wings.. help me fly away?’..
Answered every day in every way.. each beat my heart.. a moment for a prayer for happy ends from happy starts..
Thought.. Forever true is what they do is all they ever know.. levers of the circus cartoon must be quite a show.. laughing in the joy of life living in great thanks.. Creatures need no cartoon screens.. missiles nukes or tanks..