Last Song

THE LAST SONG The beat to this song is clear but the words are faint The lyrics are heavy I can't afford saying they are written in my heart with indelible paint If I keep quite it will cause immeasurable pain Should I join choir and sing like I was sent, should I worship like a saint Should I talk about sin or should I narrate the things I have seen Should I shout like nuts knowing am completely sane But this song is so real I can feel it healing my broken soul I have a feeling this song has broken the glass ceiling and I am sailing as I witness the the great healing Families will reunite to listen to this song Orphans will identify with this song I can't be wrong because it's been long just reminiscing on this song Song of broken hearts and broken souls, broken huts and broken homes Splattered pieces and broken wholes It's about pills and portions evoking fake emotions, this song is about white girls and black alike Many faces white and black facism, young and old people fighting racism This song is about martyrs who grew tired of autocracy and got retired early The beats are hard symbolic of the struggle The words are soft and consoling This song is like fire burning This song is like pepper itching I keep running and running But it dwelth in me This song is not racist This song is tribe all This song is beautiful not sinful, its clear to the artist Unclear to the atheists it's true to the course This song is about Christ going through assault to save us all This is the last song that was last sought by prophets and philosophers Jesus, caessars, Socrates... This song is the last song of a lost soul.