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Soul Pearls, the Tears of the Soul

Sunday, December 18, 2011

A Black Christmas


Seems I am Dreaming of WW3.
Where no one left is Nutron free.

... And the dust of death blows over the Worlds leafless Trees.
Where there is no clear water, food or any Bees

Tears are gone and the living gnaw the bones of the dead.
.No longer can mankind grow its daily bread.

The Rich are under ground safe in their stone bed.
We one the surface now real zombies, a living dead.

Where unspoken we all say, we could have Voted and changed the Way.
This dream does not have to come true, you still may have another Day.

But NOT MANY,!
OPPUCY THE VOTE
Support OWS
Stop endless WARS for Big Banks!!!

The Druid King

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