Subject: The Mood
From: (Grantland)
Date: 2/21/04 8:37 AM Pacific Standard Time
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The Mood

There's a new wave of barbarism
Washing round the world
As the spinning-wheel of cycles spins again.
There's a sense of savage places
And a fear in people's faces
And a folly in the wickedness of men.

There's an empty formless feeling
Of the night-watch tower pealing
While the shadow-shapes swing reeling
Through the air.
Like a dream in black and red
Creatures underneath your bed
And when was it last you said
A simple prayer?

There's a new age of barbarism
Sweeping round the world
There are helmets being burnished
And old battle-flags unfurled.
Another age of fright
From the shadows in the night
As the spinning-wheel comes spinning round again.


Grantland


Sadly it has always been that way since men lived in caves. And there is no
indication that it will ever change as long as men walk the earth. (sigh)


Arthur Kramer
344th BG 494th BS
England, France, Belgium, Holland, Germany
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