i hear the muzzein's call to prayer
and watch the wind horses catch the breeze
soon, soon,
the dawn.
i hear the tractors start their engines
and watch the pale moon slowly fade
soon, soon,
the dawn.
i hear the rumble of growing anger
and watch the fists and voices rise
soon, soon,
the dawn.
Chp 913. Who let the dogs out
3 days ago
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