that i lie here in solemn indolence
and dream of sunrise in a rainy season
as i roll sleepless in the bunks
in the night that so hurt
listen cricket glint sad tales.
vision & dreams that never came true
Frustration crude unzipping bitter tears
from the eyes blinded by empty promises
Today i'll rise and shine
listen to vesper songs of glee and pray
song give me a thread to mend
a voice to speak for the voiceless
a Jembe to whip famine to nightmare
keep me wake to guide the herd
And i'll sing my own song
even to the dead and the unborn.
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