Hope
Music by Rickard Linde..
I’ve crossed a collapsed bridge
I sleepwalk the landmine fields
I hold the keys to toppled doors
I’m told by the ceaseless winds
My world turned into dust
A cast of rust numb to pain
My heart of gold is poached
An outcast of a political gain
Walking the rickety bridge
Each rope holds my last breath
A stone’s skid across the surface
Hope tinkers on a thread beneath
I’ve been through the stifling air
My lungs are full of black smoke
Eyes behold beauty blind to fear
Words that tint souls when spoke
Chorus
Hope is higher than the great wall
It’s knocking on heaven’s door
If you can dare to dream, to walk tall
Hope is the hurt you’ll feel no more
The faint light captured from the darkest sky
To illuminate (the future) from deep within your core
When the pyramids align with the stars
Then the heart is one with the universe
Although battered with indelible scars
Hope is paying forward never in reverse
I’ve survived the rain of fire
Lives dealt and sealed in handshakes
When my brother is a gun for hire
Engulfed in the cataclysmic earthquake
Our knuckled arms keep us warm
When our hearts grow too cold
From the aftermath of the bomb
And our young Hope still glows bold
I house a broken soul
My haggard façade shuts love out
To chase my dreams with blistered soles
Hope the boots when my feet were in doubt
Copyright © Thabang Ngoma | Year Posted 2016
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