I Know

I know how the snake feels 
When the cloud gets dark 
And unto him the cold rain pours
When the sun shines and burns its exposed skin
When night brings danger 
And there is no escape

I know why the snakes moves
In a path so sneaky
For he sneaks away from life
I know why the snake cries
Tears turned to blood
Prayers unanswered 
Dreams shuttered 
By an act of faith

I know why the snake bite's
when someone come's close
He is forced to act 
an act of fear
It bites for its protection
No one seems to care about him he thinks
Left alone with the green grasses
He slitters all day
because of the loads of history 
Those loads bending him down
To a point of shame 
Unable to stand tall
It slitters

The way the snake moves
Makes us one in pain
Taking away from home
Left to wonder
In a place that brings nothing but pain
He prays not for tomorrow
but for tonight
because if he is able to survive tonight
He smiles 
His spirit's lifted one more time

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