Shoot the sky. Make it bleed.
Drink the rain. Plant the seed.
Shoot the sea. Make it cry.
Eat the flesh. Fish will fry.
Tattoo the earth. Fill your gut.
Burn the blood. Feed the slut.
Tattoo the air. Singe our breath.
Cage the smoke. Fortell our death.
Defend our soil. Exile relief.
Open your soul. Pith of belief.
Defend our young. Wake the lie.
Burden with truth. Fail to die.
Friday, May 9, 2008
Posted by Caleb Gerdes at 3:22 PM
The place for the poems and the intrigue of a man's fight to end slavery, big and small.
Some want to live within the sound of church or chapel bell; I want to run a rescue shop within a yard of hell. -C.T. Studd
Religion exists not because God loves too little, but because we need love so much. In the end, all religions misrepresent God. They either dictate requirements for love or simply become a requiem for love. -Erwin Raphael McManus
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