A Vision.. A March...
Addressing the EXCO of the Amakhosi, February, 2014 Global March for Lions Today, somewhere another roar has been silenced by bullet or deadly bow and a betrayed spirit departed to wherever the Wild Ones go Today, somewhere an executioner has hung up his weapon of death boasted his tale of a bloody kill and his victim’s last agonising breath Today, somewhere another heart has broken and bitter, despairing tears wept and a plea to the Sacred poured out to the night drifting up to the angels where wishes are kept In springtime last year I had a vision that the King Stag was standing on a lonely high peak so faithfully in the mist of the magic so patiently hurting, with the tragic waiting for us to grow into our Heroes and in our thousands we gathered before Him and knelt in a fervent prayer that the Light would descend down to Earth and live in every mind here With a thousand sighs of the wind and in a beat of the Earth’s wise heart the tears...