Another Narrative

On the river Baskets and huts Fish traps Upon the shore Through trees rising The Gauls Running to the opposite shore Fear arising Before the feet of Rome All alone among Republic riding Lead of promise of land and home Subsistence on another's land still hiding Wandering tribe-less Seeking kindness and freedoms home


Where'd the hippies go? At least the 60's had good music And precepts of LOVE LOVE "That's the ticket!" "Use it or lose it buster!" You ever notice all the hate Pointed at hate Ridiculous huh? You will achieve your focus Or die tryin' How about trying LOVE