"When the earth is ravaged and the animals are dying, a new tribe of people shall come unto the earth from many colors, classes, creeds, and who by their actions and deeds shall make the earth green again. They will be known as the warriors of the Rainbow" -- Ancient Hopi Prophecy
When the earth is ravaged, the animals dying, the fields withering,
our world dictated by heartless men, when the dollar is our spirituality
and the stock market our religion, when the day's grow dark and we
fear for never seeing the sun again...
A new tribe will arise like a phoenix from it's ashes,
and green fields will be sowed, hands grasped in fellowship,
words exchanged in peace, when all those different in
color and faith and manner unite for the good of our kind...
A rainbow will shine among the clouds, and I will depart for it,
seeking new meaning and life for all, for days like those of our
forefathers, and when I return you will not recognize me, for my
hair will have grown long and my heart grown wide, and a smile
there will stand upon my face, unsupported, that none have
seen before...
Then we will all stand up, and shout as warriors, that the Rainbow
has come, and nothing means more than our future. Nothing means
more than our smiles.
