A Gypsy Peers Through Her Crystal Ball
A gypsy peers through her crystal ball.
As I watch the seasons change through my wall.
The wizard pondering wisdom gazes as the fire blazes; burning hot.
A sorcerer reveals what shall be; and what shall not.
I look at the sky and gaze its magic and mysteries.
Each star burning representing a point in history.
The King; slain, seen through the boys eyes in vain.
A son looks for revenge to ease his pain.
On the cloud I opened the door to the other side
A child; frightened, tried to run and hide.
The Indians horse took an arrow for his rider; then died.
A mother received her flag which dampened as she cried.
The warlord gave praise to his steer.
The soldier; scared pulled the trigger in fear.
A shaman pleaded for the strength to heal his tribe.
I ran after the child who led me inside.
A gypsy peers through her crystal ball
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