Magnificent lights

When the nights light grow dim and the shadows bounces around in the sky, I will closed my eyes and reach towards the heaven and touch you, when the stars are dancing about and my spirits start to shout, I will climb on top of the roof and march around in my army boot. I sit here all alone flying around the world putting the pieces together And leaning on America, my hopes are high as I marched towards the sky, and sits on top of the mountain, I could see everything, the landscape, the heartbreak and people looking for love in the wrong places And the market women with loads, on top of their head caught in the early morning bangarang and the mid-day customers squeeze, while their husband lie in bed entertaining the spirit of the dead and desperation lift their anxiety. It is a strange Phenomenon that you cannot understand when the universe starts marching hand in hand and touch the dignity in me. It is powerful it is mighty and it is strong I see you walking up that stairs, with power in the tip of your finger nails and the smiles that lights up the whole world it is something magnificent to behold and the rhythm keep playing in my head as I watched you walked into that role, the applause went up in the sky and screams and shouts bellow through the clouds and scattered everywhere. It is magnificent to sit on top of the mountain and watch you operating on the ground and communicate with the deity in long gowns, I can see from every angle how the great man tumble, he wept bitterly on the ground because he couldn’t wear the crown, it is the light from the mid-night skies that deprived him of it and anxiety pushed him straight off the cliff. The mountain is high, the valley is deep she has reached the pinnacle and my soul is at peace come and look at the crowd celebrating in the streets.