Owl
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Death's Chant
Deaths Chant
Alone in his rocker sat the lonely old man
Alone in his rocker with no one to care
His hands held a story of hardships and pain
Of days long gone by, he'll see once again
He looks up and see, the grain growing tall
The horses, the sheep, the cattle that bawl
He sees a young lady atop of a horse
And near her is riding , a man, tall and course
He hears church bells ringing, a crowd sits inside
He hears all the signing, the girl is a bride
He sees two young children playing their games
He sees red men coming, he sees their heads hang
He sits and keeps smoking, his eyes fill with tears
He knows death is coming, he's had many years
He looks out and sees, no grain growing tall
No horses, no sheep, no cattle at all
He sees no young lady, he sees no young man
He sees no church steeple, no people at all
He's sitting and waiting for death he to meet
He hasn't the strength to walk down the street
He knows no one cares what happens to him
He's waiting for God, to come let him in
Last edited by Owl, 10/24/2005, 10:54 am
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10/24/2005, 10:52 am
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