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The Death Of Thomas Becket
Sitting here, upon my chair,
Pondering the things, that ponderers do
Should I raise this issue?
Should I approach the Politicians of State?
I came here, only to deliberate,
The complete and total, lack of debate
On the death of Lord Thomas Becket
Was it by intent, or merely by mistake?
The Archbishop of Canterbury?
A swords crushing blow?
What's that you said?
He's lost his head?
My, oh my, I guess that's how it goes
I guess it's true what they said
I wasn't the kick to the groin
But instead, that slash to the head ...
A light wind swept over me
and all of nature smiled in the sunshine
While the earth laughed in flowers
and showed her beauty in the autumn's sunset sky
I watched the swallow drinking on the wing,
as she sipped at the surface of the waters
And played over the pools and streams
Earth and sky, field and stream