Black En White Leaf
Tick-tack thy sound of the double-edged hands
Stand strong with mother-nature's deep roots
Big Ben wakes ye typhoon then started to dance
Awaits for the sunlight to bear fruits
Tick-tack thy sound of the double-edged hands
The rain will come to wash the blood
Big Ben alarm the dead men from the graveyards
To a new seed of gain en love
Tick-tack thy sound of the branches
Checkmate—and time at rest
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Copyright © Keith Luke | Year Posted 2013
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