Category: donnie secular

Two rivers converged in a field of green Entering one side I started to wade I must go far upstream To realize my glorious dream While the heat of the summer day evade I ripped the arrows from my quiver When I came upon a raft to row Couldn’t take a chance in the river…

The Ox, the Child, and the Promise of Ahman Deux Still child with a bloody pour Thunder clap and voice roar From the throne it rings evermore “You knew the ox would gore” I have a promise from King Ahman Deux “Never bind these oxen to subdue” Yet the ground prays from a bloody pour…