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The Flower Gun
The rain has stopped in their valley of pearls.
They're always happy children in their world.
In a long forgotten city they find a gun; a heavy old Colt.
They don't know what it is, never seen a thing like it – before.
They fly to a nearby park, filled with friends and wise old men.
They look at what they found - and shakes their heads around:
Hey! Put some flowers in that gun,
it belongs to the sun.
Hey! Let's load that gun:
with seeds for the sun!
They loaded the gun with seeds, while vise men spoke of peace.
They buried it into the ground, and sat down to watch it grow.
Someone played the guitar, and a woman played the lovely harp.
For nights and days, until one morning the first leaf left the pipe.
Hey! Put some flowers in that gun,
it belongs to the sun.
Hey! Let's load that gun:
with seeds for the sun!
In a wood, thick as a book, they eat of fruits larger than their heads.
One child asked the other: "What was the purpose of that so called gun?"
"I do not know what it is, said the other, "and I don't want to know".
Soon, the image vanished, and where replaced with other things they found.
Hey! Put some flowers in that gun,
it belongs to the sun.
Hey! Let's load that gun:
with seeds for the sun!
© M09
The rain has stopped in their valley of pearls.
They're always happy children in their world.
In a long forgotten city they find a gun; a heavy old Colt.
They don't know what it is, never seen a thing like it – before.
They fly to a nearby park, filled with friends and wise old men.
They look at what they found - and shakes their heads around:
Hey! Put some flowers in that gun,
it belongs to the sun.
Hey! Let's load that gun:
with seeds for the sun!
They loaded the gun with seeds, while vise men spoke of peace.
They buried it into the ground, and sat down to watch it grow.
Someone played the guitar, and a woman played the lovely harp.
For nights and days, until one morning the first leaf left the pipe.
Hey! Put some flowers in that gun,
it belongs to the sun.
Hey! Let's load that gun:
with seeds for the sun!
In a wood, thick as a book, they eat of fruits larger than their heads.
One child asked the other: "What was the purpose of that so called gun?"
"I do not know what it is, said the other, "and I don't want to know".
Soon, the image vanished, and where replaced with other things they found.
Hey! Put some flowers in that gun,
it belongs to the sun.
Hey! Let's load that gun:
with seeds for the sun!
© M09
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