My Heart Is Heavy Like a Cloth
My heart is heavy like a cloth
Soaked with the brine of memory
Our thoughts are haunted
By the wrath
Of failed endeavors, lost bridges
Our hearts had built
To escape the clamoring tongue
Of some inner guilt
That we were not all
We should have been.
My heart is heavy like a cloth
Soaked in the swamp of history
Do not struggle in the quicksand,
Child, stand still
And call louder than a thunder
That heaven send a helping hand
Our fate is not our own.
Copyright © L'Nass Shango | Year Posted 2009
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