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How Long

How long must sands be filled with blood,
How long, how long?
How long must the hearts cease to beat,
And  arms cease to caress,
How long, how long?
How long must the throngs follow the word,
Words  of an angry god,
Into death and despair.
How long, how long.
How long must the rivers run fast,
And the hurting must last,
How long, how long?
How long must the prophets cry out,
That the ending is near, and yet no one can hear,
That our creations are now.
How long, how long.
How long must the garden resist,
Soil from the earth, warmth from the sun,
As earth has to heal,
How long, how long?
How long must mankind set aside,
The love that is known, deeper inside,
How long, how long?
How long, must the bodies grow cold,
As purses fill with gold,
How long, how long?
How long…..how long can we exist,
With hate in our hearts, with fear at our gates?
How long, how long?
How long this, our time is allowed,
To find our true paths,
To put down our swords….
How long, how long?

 

by Kay Ekwall©2005

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