Mother River
I would rather hear the sound of water gushing from the rocks
Than to hear his deceitful voice whispering in my ears
I would rather listen to the birds singing in the trees
Than to listen to his ruthless words echoing around the world
And making mischief in the underworld
The Gods has redeem me from this dreadful storm
And has given me another chance
I can hear their voices loud and clear and I have nothing to fear
Evil men who have taken innocent lives
stand naked and bare in front of the blood stained throne
with blood spilling all around
I anchored my chair on top of rock in the middle of the riverbed
and gazed at the trees that form an arch way above my head
The water flows harmonious around me
While the branches praises the Gods who are protecting me
The water makes music in my ears
And the trees with their prolific energy
wave their branches in the sky and rejoice in the grand jubilee
The sharks have disappeared
and I held on to something strong and divine
I have mastered the art of humility
And I can feel the presence of God besides me
The river is stronger than the soul of man
And water is healing and cleansing for the land
It washes the dreadful dirt and grime away
So that I can find a quiet place to stay
I gazed at the road carved out at the bottom of the river
Looking at the pebbles lying quiet and still
It is leading me to a path where someone has once lived
Oh mother river you have revived my soul
And has rescued me from the ghastly black hole.
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