Ode to the Walking Wounded
 

to those munching every rock

there is music of the spheres

a tear upon the crown

heart with hands open

survival of more than vehicle

this flesh and blood that brought us here

to munch on every rock

wade to every shore

bless that which brought us safely here

on the path to home we've been to rome

you bring the fish i'll bring the wine

one always rocks when the other one rolls

with hearts as big as this earth can hold

we will sing a healing song

crune a cartoon

countrize amerika

with

rockin' jazz blues
 

- Abuela Musica
16 January 2000

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