By Light of Beltane  

Posted by Alex Pendragon


Tomorrow with the flicker of Beltane's fires
the elements we take to hire
to call upon all manners of power
unleashed awaiting our desires
Momma Moon not full now waning
still lending light to our occasions
and in our pagan glee we dance
with Mother Earth our full romance
We love this world we call our home
and cry to know what has been done
to forest, ocean, plain and mountain
dirtied, clear-cut and laid so low
so much now poisoned nare' to grow
seasons topsy turvy heated
deserts spreading, nothing heeded
All for greed, all for green paper
All for power, all for bloodlust
Mother Gaia beg our pardon
against all hope we strive
and will do so in your stead
till each and all of us have died

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1 slick comments

You know, you're right. And truly well said.

May 1, 2008 at 12:45 AM

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