acrylic on canvas

i sang a song to this, it went so….

“red sky in the morning, you’ve had your warning,
the wolves are running, the end is coming.

see the snake a creeping, as the children are a sleeping,
and the light descending, on a world that knows its ending.

there’s a tower in the middle, its filled with death and lies and riddles
the sheep are rushing to the fold, a remnant neither bought or sold.

there’s a white bird flying, he’s got a heart just like a lion.
and there’s a shepherd on a rock, face all of this for his flock.

lift your eyes up to the sky, see the heavens eye to eye."