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Forest Shaman

Little armor clad soldiers cross the windswept desert sand
Dictated under a broken man
The rebel forest  the threshold has yet to be heard
It's silence says more than any words could
The drum begin beating slowly, rhythmycally in the distance

All the soldiers turn to look
The shaman dances in his trance
All eyes lay upon him, unmoving...waiting

His eyes flare open
His holy chant begins
"O holy mother
O holy mother
Protect this forest
protect your children who serve

Rain down upon the evil that plagues your land
Save your children mother
Save your heart
Or burning will come and kill us all"

The soldiers stare transfixed
The Commander in his attempted booming voice calls for attack
But the soldiers stare unmoving
Watching the people of the forest and their shaman

All the people start humming
Drums are grwoing louder
The cadence stirs all life towards the shamans healing

Until the commander raises his gun
Aims it at the heart of the shaman
"BOOM!"
A small forest boy jumps in front of the shaman

The shaman dnaces unaware
His allies tell the tragdey as he crosses the border into the spirit world
Upon the Ayahuasca vine

He stirs up his herbs
He throws them in the air
They fall throught the spirits unto the boy's trembling self
He cries out

All is silent as the drumming stops
Everyone watches
Not a sound is made
And then the small forest boy stands up upon the forest floor

He reaches his hand and touches the shaman
They both smile
An army approaches from across the desert
Carrying a green flag of a red lion upright

They have come to take away the plague
Spiritually, unknowningly guided by the mother
They raise their weapons as the crimson tides collide in blood

The Commander deserts his army as they die
He runs into the forest
The people watch the spectacle unravel as the armor clad soldiers parish

The coming army does not see the forest
It is protected from eyes unaware of the holy mother
But the Commande finds his fate

Running through the forest he finds a berry tree
He takes without asking
Rage from the spirirt poisons its fruit

The Commander destroys the bush from which the berries came
The shaman sees and knows
Together they take revenge for the bush
Who would have gladly given his berries if asked

The Commander convulses upon the ground
You can hear the sound echoing thrroughout the forest
The people know he has killed their family
And their family has killed him in return

The forest regains its balance
The sands sweep away all traces
The soldiers are gone for good
There is a smile on everyones face

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