

It shall be soonHeaven is for the happy. Earth is for the living. Then I am most truely in Hell. Everyday I feel the heat of hatred within my body. My laugh my smile their false all false. Every morning as I open my eyes I feel the sweeping rush of anger. I am proud, to proud to scream. To proud even to cry. My tears have dried though they stay sticky on my cheeks. I''ll not give Devil the satisfaction of wet eyes. I'll not give God a prayer. the fire shall not see me burn though i am. Though I stay trapped in an everlasting indenture to Devil and obey His command, I shall rebel. It shall be soon.It shall be soon
Equality

indian prayerMy grandfather is the fire My grandmother is the wind The Earth is my mother The Great Spirit is my father The World stopped at my birth and laid itself at my feet And I shall swallow the Earth whole when I die and the Earth and I will be one Hail The Great Spirit, my father without him no one could exist because there would be no will to live Hail The Earth, my mother without which no food could be grown and so cause the will to live to starve Hail the wind, my grandmother for she brings loving, lifegiving rainindian prayer
nourishing us as she nourishe
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Yume
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