Good Morning sir
Are you OK...
In a poor and devastating small village
Is a mother unable to find food...
Have you ever stood and looked at a waterfall
as the water comes rushing to the bottom...
How hardly you carried me in your bellY
for days, weeks and months before I was blesseD...
In dreams I am dancing with the Lord
Its a slow and glorious waltz...
I'm a mother now
Don't know what to do...
Explosions of our own bombs,
Pouring blood on our hands...
I wished on a star for something I didn't really...
I knew that this love wasn't all what it seemed...
Another pill, another pill
Another and you're ill...
There is so mush about life that we will never...
Only a select few that will and maybe at best not...
Racing against the clock
Time is a thing never amply given...
You step in the stream...
But the water has moved on...