49 views
The Singing Birds
When the sun is about to set,
To weaken this world from being strong,
I will tie my belt-
To run along with this old song.
Why should I resist, cause birds are singing along?
With different rhythms, tunnes and pitch,
They titillate my ever searching soul.
I'm sorry, to dispaire I say nay,
What someone can do with these neighs?
Ohh! Lord, stay safe my soul.
Before into this coming home I go,
I will build my heart a cage
To hide it from these criminals.
In the last days, when luxuria is gone,
The will pack their mangled hearts
Into their broken bags, and flee.
© Buthelezi N
To weaken this world from being strong,
I will tie my belt-
To run along with this old song.
Why should I resist, cause birds are singing along?
With different rhythms, tunnes and pitch,
They titillate my ever searching soul.
I'm sorry, to dispaire I say nay,
What someone can do with these neighs?
Ohh! Lord, stay safe my soul.
Before into this coming home I go,
I will build my heart a cage
To hide it from these criminals.
In the last days, when luxuria is gone,
The will pack their mangled hearts
Into their broken bags, and flee.
© Buthelezi N
Related Stories
