The script was written

long ago

with an apple bitten

so we’d never know

that the truth was in us

all along

but they stole our solstice

and silenced our song

and said the devil made us dance

and if we pray to their God

we might have a chance

but the seasons kept us sane

as their God brought war

our mother brought rain

so that seeds of love might grow

now we welcome spring

through the melting snow.


About soitgoes1984

I was born and raised on land stolen from the Pocumtuc. I now live on a small island in the middle of the Pacific ocean, on land that was stolen more recently, from the Hawaiians. I am addict, struggling to kick the habit of fossil fuel. This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution 4.0 International License.
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