Saiom Shriver

When God's green grows it's rarely in rows
Awry the rye rises .. unruly the rose.

When God's green grows it's rarely in rows
Awry the rye rises .. unruly the rose.

You are the nectar, the hummingbird, the clover.
You are the bloom, the
bee, the OerHoverer.
You are read more

You are the nectar, the hummingbird, the clover.
You are the bloom, the
bee, the OerHoverer.
You are the child, the bond and the mother.
You
are the Love, the Beloved, the Lover.
(to our mother).

The ice does not in pain scream
when in the sun he melts into stream
nor does he in pain read more

The ice does not in pain scream
when in the sun he melts into stream
nor does he in pain scream
when he higher climbs into spiraling steam.

They did the little boy turkey named Art... choke
and then served his dead body with artichokes.

They did the little boy turkey named Art... choke
and then served his dead body with artichokes.

How do the words
of the Peaceful Master
become the tirades
of warmonger pastors?

How do the words
of the Peaceful Master
become the tirades
of warmonger pastors?