Angel Don'T You Cry
Angels Don't You Cry
Watching through a circle in the eye below the storm
winds are passing funnels as the bees begin to swarm
the nature of the beast will unleash it's fist of pain
down into the trenches in the deadly driving rain
the fork of whipping lighting whistles with it's thunder roar
as darkness hailing hammers to come crashing through the door
families run for shelter as fatal fury takes a bite
another day in paradise to barely last the night
the gusts are like a siren screaming through the dungeon black
and every foothold soldier is a house about to crack
water rising rages through each flooded winding street
to slither like a serpent snake that's just about to eat
danger comes and goes in from the shadows of the heart
as light pours through in punches finding holes into the dark
the remnants and the wreckage left to stew as morning
breaks
the ocean now subsided with of everything it takes
a world a different picture in each visionary eye
as the silence and the stillness whispers angels don't you cry
we walk a broken mile and for every touch of land
we pray that god have mercy and we build our lives again.
Martin Gedge (c)
Copyright © Martin Gedge | Year Posted 2019
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