A Jungle moon,
bleeds
her tiger's eye tears
as she bears
witness to the massacre
of this Earth
with all its illusions, and
paralysis
stemming from faith
in a sickened system
that is poisoning humanity
through nightmare years...
But as she weeps
her silver light
sends rays of hope
through the fog of Night
For there's always an answer
in the calm of the storm
and flaming, but not raging
we'll fight a new kind of fight
with the force of Creation
not Destruction
coursing through our
veins
with the music of awakened
memory
channelled,from our beating
hearts
hearts opening with newfound Courage
and uniting with their Love
