river run

when the rivers rolls in anger
and the stones run down with him
mother earth senses vibrations
and she'd like to sooth him still

but the dancers stomp their feet
and their thoughts of war sunk deep
while their cries fly with air currents
their heavy hearts cause pressure cracks

they are all calling for a storm
for the clouds to come a knocking
for the winds to come a blowing
for the rain to fall down pouring

and the mother waits through all
cause her voice is damped by age
and her wrinkles wise and soft
she will bear it she'll outlast it

heroes sons she has had before
who fought hard and played and drank
running anger through their veins
daughters waiting by the river

for the peace to reign again