Still and quiet

An old man sat in a corner;

And us all looked into his eyes

The man was blind

For he had seen so much wrong

he didn’t want to see no more

He was deaf

for he had heard of to much wrong

he didn’t want to hear no more

and he was done talking

talking to people who never listen

 

So with his eyes he told a tale

to them all who could read and understand

He told of the eagle

That with the extinction of it’s prey

It Will follow suit

Let you not be it

He told of the ant

that it alone cannot survive

but them all will always prosper

so learn from them

and the tale of a dove

holy and pure

it was blessed

to eat what it does not labor for

and so lets make it our destiny

 

With his eyes he told tales

tales of how brothers stood together

But now they slay each other

Tales of love

Which like a stream never stopped to flow

But now love was just an emotion

Like anger

So fast and strong to come

So fast and easy to fade away.

 

Let you all who can read

tell all others

To learn from the ancient

Ways of wisdom.