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We arrived from the sky Holding hands with the wind And each other; Dazed by the beauty Of that first breath sans ego, Before we became bones Glued tight by meat, Before we could speak. Together we walked In the middle of a stream Of curious Earthlings; Our spirits blending With Earth light And the silver shadows Of the Milky Way. Those were ancient times. Today star memories Flash quickly by Like snowflakes on the tip Of a sparrows wing. Still, our journey Must play out our stay With these Earth Beings Who stand so short on soul. Earthlings have proved They will never cease To ignore the rules And wisdom of Infinity. They play at war and The politics of rape (be it man or country), Take the life of a brother, Erase a soul, Steal a neighbors gold And bury their sisters in graves Ten strangers deep. We have witnessed White hoods burning Innocents And heard the screaming Echoes of suffering And death in the ash. We have seen fine cities Turned to ghettos And helicopters replace The horse in wars. Great cultures have Disappeared into fires Of lust and greed And Earthlings have sneered At Earthlings Weeping in the dark Crematories Of the newest Master Race. We grieve For the babies of Earth Lost in the Villainous storms And for the babies Who will never be born. We grieve For the Earthlings Who cannot be taught to see Beyond what they were Taught to believe. Impatiently we wait For the arms of Time To lift us back to Jade And for the loss Of these sad memories...... Earth made. Sandy Lulay, originally from Woodstock, New York, is a resident of Stuart, Florida. Lulay is an "Original Woodstock Girl" who has been writing poetry since age ten. Many of her poems have been published both in Woodstock and Stuart's Sleeping Bear Review. Sandy is a Swans' kind of girl, our in-house poet. Please, DO NOT steal, scavenge or repost this work without the expressed written authorization of Swans, which will seek permission from the author. This material is copyrighted, © Sandy Lulay 2002. All rights reserved. No part of this material may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording or otherwise, without the prior written permission of the publisher. |
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