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Saturday Night Fight

The night is peeping over the hill
And the half a moon is very still
It is shining a bright light over me
 And it is telling me that I am free 
The world is watching and people
Are running and tumbling in the rubble
The music is alive and I can hear a distant cry 
Suddenly the clouds roll out a message in the sky 
Saying that the great big god is standing by
And everyone must comply, 
I felt solemnness
I felt quietness in the evening 
And it gives me a daring feeling
It wasn't physical, it wasn’t spiritual
 it's a feeling that makes you want to laugh and cry
But neither smile nor tears was in frame
The evening is far from being silent 
All the weekend shoppers are moving about
Singing and shouting as they go about
Suddenly a strange noise resonated in the clouds
Nobody could hear it but my spirit could absorb it
The boisterous noise penetrated the street 
And the communication team shuts down the system 
And left abruptly for an emergency meeting
Leaving everyone empty and stranded
The market women selling on the street
Started to get loud and began to shout
The sun has suck the energy out of them
And they are getting ready to walk around the bend
 What on earth has just happened?
It’s as if everyone was frightened 
A tall guy walked by clapping his hand
Dancing and singing as he walk along
People are moving 
the traffic is crawling
And the loudness suddenly decrease 
And for the first time my spirit was at ease 
It is not sadness; it’s just a touch of quietness
Something is just sinking in 
and the people are feeling sorry for their sins
Reality is just sinking in 
And it is the new beginning 
The illusionary man is only a man
The illusionary woman is just a woman
But reality is staring them in the face
While they are gearing up for the next race
A town with all its pride is coming to realize
That the material world is a price less show
Saturday night is drawing nigh 
And the bliss of life has suddenly come alive.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2020




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