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A Song of a Shaman (Part 2)
Yesterday, I shared a poem of a personal interaction of how one child could affect massive change. Today, I share this poem that has been my interpretation of the collective voice of the Children I have heard in my shamanic journeys.
From them we adults should learn how to govern. The foolish wars on this planet…You know, I am just going to let the Children speak. Turn to your own Heart — not Ego reasoning — and listen to what they say.
The Children
All you leaders of the world speak
Gibberish to the Children when you
Justify wars and collateral damage, when you
Rationalize economics over
Hearing the Children of the world, and the
Ones who live next door, the
Red and Black, Brown, Yellow, and White,
Who tell you of their hunger,
Their fears, their pain in the night
When you sleep soundly, smug asses
Warm and fed, and allow your
Ego to pat you on the head
To tell you how clever, skilled you are at
Destroying enemies, manipulating them
