Gone a Road
Out of the bosom of eternal bliss
In which I reigned with glorious sire
Out of my comfort zone
With dreams to fall a sleep to
No widow to be remorseful to during cold nights
A laid bed of roses to lie down at sundown
Surrounded by down to earth people
Valleys and slopes to plough when the rains a back
I have gone a road
Off to where the wind blows whirly
Where; human reign is a tale,
And wild horses run you down in broad day light
With no slopes to climb, neither valleys to roll down to
Where dew never leaves the green grass on the plains
Behold, I have gone a road
Embarked on a journey my fore fathers longed to take
To where; not bounded, not corrupt grace of heavens descends upon the earth
And I shall reside where trees grow tall beneath the illuminated sky
Where the gods of the land shall convulse my spirit with joy
Not so long then shall I get a profound bride!
Sprucely beautiful, with incorruptible moral fiber and a spotless bright skin
With whom we shall tie the nut
Too soon after, we shall hit the high road back home
Coz; I would have missed your love and care too much already
Though my bride’s kinsmen shall miss their daughter
When I shall be gone a road to my home and family
Back to you who really give an eye teeth for my well being
By;
Oswell
Copyright © Oswell Brian | Year Posted 2013
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