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The Tribe: Children of the Fall
Once we followed the star-ways, we children of light
The high ones, yes, they knew the reason.
Now we run on the ground and we hunt in the night,
Uncaring we follow the seasons.
And we howl at the moons and we run to the kill,
With companions of fur and of cunning.
We survive in the ruin, and take pride in our skill,
And find freedom and joy in the running.
Deep in our blood runs the dream of our race,
Memories rise up unbidden.
The question is, "Why did we come to this place?"
The answer must still remain hidden.
A life short and wild is the fate of our kind,
Passion and movement the savor.
Sometimes we must hunger for peace in our lives,
But violence spices the flavor.
The green of the forest gives ease to our souls,
We take comfort in loving each other.
We run with the pack, for alone we're not whole,
So we ride like the wind with our brothers.
 HuntressFrost · Fri Jan 25, 2008 @ 05:06am · 0 Comments |
