Saturday, May 11, 2013

Mecca's New Moon.


    Mecca's New Moon.



Ancient voices cry,
They wail on high,
Sadness caused a blood-red sky,
All over fighting, why oh why ?
Land where many dream,
Pilgrims journeyed, a soul washed clean,
Have not they, as one yet seen,
A greed for vengeance is bloody mean ?
Holy city finding light,
Under a new moon every night,
The good amongst them doing right,
But only hatred keeps the fight.
Opportunity comes to try,
And time to let the old dogs lye,
Don't leave the truth becoming shy,
Or generations go on no sense of why....