Beneath a Beautiful Ancient City

Pouring out my mind like the showers of rainfall Gathering of clouds like the sign of sky fall The vessel that horns the loudest echo Makes my heart sing of amego As you drown yourself in your deepest ego The eyes bow their lids to your physical radiance Mouths stutter at your overflowing elegance Your admirers are anxious to come to your presence Emotional geologists are eager to know the depth of your real essence Hearts are broken with exploitation Pockets are dried up in expenses Men are entangled in your ecstasy Your love is expensive like the diamond of Sierra Leon Your heart is not as golden as you appear But your trumpet is as loquacious as a parrot