By Andrea Sunny, OH Green man, and Willow
Words from the hands of three;Wiccan /Pagan Hearts...
Glorious angels soar in majestic flight.
Celestial beings cut the cloudy night...
Today, as I lay, I watched a black man Pray,
Standing tall, a man humbled but complete...
He blew in like a hurricane
One dusty day in June...
When we were created
God made us like him...
Never give up on the things that you love,
Always believe in the powers above...
There was a time I said no to fate
a time when all I lacked was Faith...
Somehow we survive
bombshells coming at us...
You have a friend
Don’t be afraid little guy, you have a special...
I sit in church, heart filled with doubt,
Insisting I believe...
Could you say a little prayer
for the people over there...
Havoc, why do you stomp so readily
On the lives of the innocent man...