Thursday, March 29, 2012

JOY JOY


How to sing front of a liar 



We are the people
We are the temple
We are the Throne in our land
We are the Rulers  
We are the Custodians of our land   
Here we come for our land
The Pilgrimage of stars
Wondrous land
Many olive laden trees  
We are the laurels
We are the holist executioners
We are the people
We are the rulers of our land
Here we come for our land 


Update; This from NYT

...that there just doesn’t seem to be an effective middle ground between military action and Mr. Annan’s diplomacy. ...
 Annan’s futile singsong is a gory gory rope. Without thought through, when you are dealing with a killer you should act as an executioner, is not lovely dovely! When you are dealing with thieves you dealing with henchman’s consonant not a virtues men’s garrote!