The Highwayman(of good days)
The sun shone down burning the tar
The road led back to the grave of my father
The city behind me was supposed to feed my family
Now a graveyard of broken dreams and hungry belly
Six summers past, I had been sold the good days
Two summers after, I was in the line for cashing my pay
Last summer I was told, Iksvaku's Scion will get his home
And we will find three hundred seventy ways of unifying the nation
Now I am walking down this road
The burning sun of March beats down my corpse
You have kept your promise of good days
Only I was a fool to search my name in your ways .
© MP
The road led back to the grave of my father
The city behind me was supposed to feed my family
Now a graveyard of broken dreams and hungry belly
Six summers past, I had been sold the good days
Two summers after, I was in the line for cashing my pay
Last summer I was told, Iksvaku's Scion will get his home
And we will find three hundred seventy ways of unifying the nation
Now I am walking down this road
The burning sun of March beats down my corpse
You have kept your promise of good days
Only I was a fool to search my name in your ways .
© MP