A Protest for One and Many Voices

Moon that shines like a rock

between here and Iraq ,

We are a mountain. We have been moved.

Moon that grows like a stalk

Between here and Iraq,

We are a mountain. We have been moved

Moon that grows like a stalk

Between here and Iraq,

We are a mountain. We have been moved.

Moon, as bright as a spark,

between here and Iraq ,

moon, as bright as a spark,

moon, as old as a snake,

between here and Iraq ,

moon, as old as a snake,

We are a mountain. We have been moved.

We are a mountain. We have been moved.

From Spells (First appeared in Café Review)