But a Grain of Rice,Be my Suffer for I am your war saw ,She turn her head and said,You will never love again for I am selfish,I would rather wash the dirt from my hands,Then to wipe the tears from my eyes,You nor man no longer but a Grain of rice,A grain That I will Devour like the ocean That Devours land,If I was Earth the mother of all beings I would shake you from my back,Be my Suffer That I am the grain of rice,That only a small grain nor man but a rye,You are the War saw I am But a grain of rice,That has made your suffer My War Saw,CPR 2007 James Landry,
