Scissors Paper Stone

Give us this day
Our daily bread
Scissors, paper, stone
Walking on an ancient sea bed
Mighty ocean long since goneAnd we pray that we might stay
To see thy will be done
Give us another sunny day
Before scissors, paper, stone

On a carpet of colours
Across the plain
The antelope do roam
They don’t belong to anyone
They are perfect on their own

And we pray they might stay
To see thy will be done
Give them another sunny day
Before scissors, paper, stone

Walls of clay and chaff
Lie in ruin
Memories of stone
We are so very many now
No more time, nowhere to go

Time and space was all they had
And it’s you they must have known
When they pleaded for a plan
You gave them scissors, paper, stone

And they prayed they might stay
To see thy will be done
You gave them another day
Gave them scissors, paper, stone

Tankwa Karoo September 2013