Feathered Serpent

I am the feathered serpent
My hair is long and straight
I've tried to save you humans
show you the wrong in hate.
Hear my guiding words
Its still not too late.
Suffering war and death
The terror of that last breath
Health peace together
Dark + stormy weather
Religion land +jewels
You fight for nothing,
You lose everything.
Battles must not be physical
They must be of the mind,
Of the head
Live + love + extend the warmth inside

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