Lost In the Valley of Love
A bird flies with the flow
Fools speak flamboyant of his falls
Filled with shock the heart let go
Feeling numb by the arching heart
A bird flies with hope high in the sky
Hopes are his daily duty that never end
Hooked by the glittering gold and silver
A soul searches for unknown of unknown
But there in the sky some bird knows
The birds that make sounds that heal the soul
He searches and to his reward love is bestowed
Love that changed all his thoughts
The love that control his every thoughts
Lost in the valley of love where sorrow dwells
Heap of thoughts travel like the speed of light
There in valley he dies of heart shock
Heap of flies’ gang to his solitary and mutated body
A bird looks down with despair
He is gone with a broken heart.
Copyright © Zakhe Michael Mcunu | Year Posted 2014
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