Head Hunters

Head Hunters 5/13/2014

Strain your eyes backwards

And tell me what you see

The truth hidden in the details

That were always there

But nobody could see.

Carved into stone

And modeled into clay

The visions of ancient man

Surreal and haunting. 

They want us to forget

And they want us to pretend

As they hunt down the remnant

To kill or abuse. 

Thoughtless and dumb

Conventional and shallow

They look at the flesh

And analyze the blood.  

But what they seek

They do not understand

And what they have

They never knew at all. 

God is above man

And he also listens

Knowing every thought and action

Long before

It happens.    

We were made

And we rose up

With an invisible link

Between us and him.  

Others may search

And others may pretend

But they all want the same thing

To become like god

And kill every threat. 

But it can never happen

Until the good are found

Picked off until they are powerless

And defenseless. 

Run silent and run deep

Under the ice

And under the sea

Because the soul cannot be seen

And our the heart

Cannot be measured.    

Let them rage

And let them strive

But they will never extinguish

What God has started

And what God has made.

In time they will know

But it will be too late

Because even this is known

At the most secret time.

The apple tastes good

And hangs ripe on the tree

Another season to reap

From many and one

Fully ripe at last.