Nowhere Left to Hide

 

Nowhere left to hide.....................

We'll be coming out the other side.

Bud and seed of the Sacred Weed

We married Mother Nature's daughter.

Hold to your truth, be ye freed

As lie leads lying to the slaughter.

Earthquake, fire,  famine,  winds of doom

War, crash, bail-in, a blood red moon.

All feel it coming,

Few can let go. 

Reap, now, reap..........

Keep what you did sew.

Nowhere left to hide..................

We be coming out the other side.

                            Hive account@onceuponatime