Thursday, 26 November 2015

WAKE UP LOVE!

The hushed screams of a terrified child
Many emotions rush wild
Daily hunger for the mind
Keep shoving him a mile

The world is empty
Memories of hurt dirty
With detergents the memories are weighty
We all saw the world and the deities

Mothers can't caution their children for fornication
Without been accused of adultery
Sons can't be cautioned on flattery
Without hands been pointed to philandering



The hushed screams
On the innocent green
Couldn't wake tired neighbours
Who has spend all efforts to screen
Every scream from their street

All those who heard screams
Tired of its vicious steam
Soon got tired to dream
To end the scream

Ha ...the young has turned old
Those screams have become a cold
Hard behaviour taken to tombs
Has turned wickedness to bold

The unlookers who stood there frozen
Can't choose who is chosen
To face the onslaught from the brethren
They couldn't help as heathens

That's the world we now face
Hate now has a face
It won't phase
It's here to stay in haste

When we show love
We carry the weight with a holy glove
Our spirits soar with doves
We heal hurt from above

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