Treasure Island

Albert Martin

Those Beasts

Her little pretty hand
Grabbed a suitcase
She said she'd come
From far away

We went to call our wise ancient man
Our wise ancient man looked at her
She looked at his wrinkled face
And that is what she heard

You been to these mountains
You've lived in danger more than once
You've got the account of how many suns
But now you're here with us anyway

You've been to these mountains
With those beasts
That would get the boldest one in fear
Your eyes have seen their black sights
Your ears
Their wild roaring sound did hear
From your neck it hangs
A native's amulet
That makes you wholly welcome down in here

Now this scum infests every road
No path is able to be walked
No moor is able to be roamed
Last night they took
The place that I call home
And the park where our children play
And I used to too
You've got to end with them
That's what you are used to too
For to over our land it shines a bright sun
And children along the sands they run
Underneath an everlasting sky of blue

Submitted: Friday, November 15, 2013
Edited: Sunday, February 09, 2014
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