On Auk Mor

(blues for América)

There used to be a river
that flowed through the desert floor.
On its sand
we've built Jerusalem
while dreaming of On Auk Mor.

Billy comes home from school
with a head full of golden rules.
(thinks) . . .
¿How can I do unto others
when look what they've done to me?
They want me to change my name
like it's some point of shame.
(tell me)
¿How can I do unto others
when look what they've done to me?

There used to be some water
that flowed though this desert floor.
On this land we've built Babylon
while dreaming of On Auk Mor.

© 2004 león

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