The Band of the Waves

Most serious of matters for such unconscious men
   Deciphering materials with a feather for a pen
   Treading water swimming to the shore
   O I see it how I longed for it before

Walking the waves listening to its band  
Reaching foot by foot unto the wailing sand
Falling back looking up at the sun
To see an angel they called her nun

   Mouth to mouth on the edge of the world
   Dressed in proper and her hair was curled
   Come fishing with me was all she said
   I’ll show you what real men do with this lead

She taught me a book that was made before my time
She said for a poet you would appreciate its rhyme
Simply the words sunk into my heart
As I listened to her voice until the night got dark

    The leaders she explained don’t go to war
    The are protected like there blood was pure
    Sitting at desks with those frail legs in chairs
    Entreating for peace in those solemnly prayers

I gently asked if that would be me one day                 
She said if you are wise you will lead the right way        
Prophesying a new order in my futures eye                
Announcing a penny will surely equal a dime                

                    Its up to you to stop whats ahead
                    Remember young man you must write with your lead
                    I looked at the journey I just came from
                    Listening to the band of the waves as they softly sung



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