Distant Drums

Distant drums beat to the rhythm of the ages.

The echo's, timeless careen from star to star

with the message of our forefathers.

The great Moon weeps with sadness at the inhumanity

of the human being one towards another.

Hear the Golden Eagle wail as he delivers His  message

to the Great Spirit. 

" The earth has begun to crumble

beneath the weight of injustice. 

Brothers of the wind have sought the four corners of our

Mother the earth, And separated themselves from the unity

and tranquility of their calling. 

This was given by the Great Spirit To live among all,

with the purpose  of harmony and Love.

Their is no greater token."

The drums beat silently now, 

the stars fade, 

The echo's diminish, 

Brotherhood has perished.

 The eagle gives up it's life source

and falls into the hands of its creator.

The distant drums are silenced:

Boondocker

War no more Forever