Fable

People Undone
Exploding during decomp
Mothers slain by the hunters
The clatter of painted hooves
Wails of agony
Drowning all other sounds

War-torn parts of the earth
Thick with wildflowers
Shepherds watching rain sweep over
Deciding to live
Oh yes, we shall over come

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Throngs rush forward clamoring
Dark black suits and formal wear
The band lead by a drummer
Instead the tortoise shell lyre