Daisies don't grow
On mountain sides
Or reside in the evils
Of sickened genocides
No, a daisy is the one
Who runs and hides
"I'm a mountain that has been moved"
Mountains don't move
Or shrink or grow
They embellish secrets
And keep the ones who know
How to flourish
And don't look below
At the ones who withered
So long ago.
"I'm a mountain that had been moved"
Daisies grow on
My mountain sides
My cliffs hold the
Loud whispers of genocides
I am the one who
Leads and guides
"I'm a mountain that has been moved"
