Covenant Of 94 Poem by shimon weinroth

Covenant Of 94



new seasons - floodless lands
blue of sky green of grass
soft rains bear fruits
faith of sleeping roots

nature's needs unheeded
upset the mother cycle
grew strange growths
of suffer - pain and disease

blood shed lands
broken covenants of peace
reeked all over
Bosnia Somalia Oh Jerusalem

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