By Eric, thenuttman@aol.com
Date: 14 May 2000
...For The Dead
All the kings’ horses fill the stables
The deer are in hiding for the night
The sheep have flocked and huddled
And I’m alone.... a shepherd alone...
Cry for me, soldiers...we weep for the dead...
Cry for me, mothers...keep your children well fed...
All the kings’ horses fill the fields
And the shepherds fill the mountaintops
The sheep stare at the ground and their feet
And I'm at home...one shepherd too grown...
Cry for me, friends.... we’ve seen your scars...
Cry for me, under a palace of stars...
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