Sing For Me An Opera Song
Can there be a heart that pleases out there?
Come and sing for me an opera song
This beer has captured my brains
And now I sit with all my worries before me
I am drowning into earth each time I pursue tomorrow
I have tried all formulas that come with age
I found only one to be good but is yet to be tried to the end
That of loving your God even past your death
That of working so hard to earn a good life, I dropped it
After realizing that those who summoned me to work so hard,
Were the ones living pretty
That of trusting left me sick for quite some time
Realizing I was breeding cheats through my trust.
I met those who burnt my heart with ceaseless apologies
Who never cooled down the hardness of their hearts
I am dropping this last sip into the depth of my brains
Which I have known of it causing harm to others but,
Calming down my agony.
Is there a heart that pleases out there?
Please come and sing for me an opera song
I am afraid I will soon be called into madness and,
My children will cry even to their graves
If I had a garden I would lay down roses and,
Ask them to praise me in the day.
That I have lost my calendar, I now live like a prisoner waiting for his day.
It shall then be proved that I was worth but not accepted
I was accepted but not notified.
Sing me more of opera songs please
It is good to be lost in music than on the streets
For you find a word that pleases than the hearts the streets hold
A thief takes everything from you
Even the joy that lies in your heart, he takes.
Copyright © Mangwende Kambidzi | Year Posted 2021
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