05 June, 2008


Inspired by "Your Tranquility Matilda"

The music is swift and loud
We twirl and dance around
The fire, our proof of our existence
They call us the devil’s children
Say we steal babies and money
The music increases in tempo
They believe in what they can’t see
We can see the Nature we worship
In the moon, stars, flowers, and trees
Mother Earth’s blessings surround us
We bohemians, dance for spare change
None will hire us, so we leave
Move on to the next town
The music draws to a close, we begin to pack
Early dawn, we leave
Will none remember us?

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