The Iron Gate

What is this philandering all about? Every time I think about it I want to shout The music is playing without an operator And the car is driving without a driver Reckless lives, drinking carelessly all night And they are getting ready to start a fight The evening is drawing nigh heaven is communing with the sky And here I am sitting in the drive way Looking for a quiet place to stay I just have this uneasy feeling that keeps coming and going, It is not a feeling of tiredness It is not feeling of sadness; And it is not a feeling of hopelessness It is a feeling of longingness, Bundled with a special gift of forgiveness I want to share it and I want to declare it The big round moon with its radiant light is buried in the East It spilling it’s light over the street The coconut trees are standing tall above me They are laden with coconut big and small Its core is pregnant with juice and they look very loose, Barking dogs congregates in the street Holding conference in the deep And the grilling sound from the woodwork shop is giving me the creep They are giving it all what they have got While they get ready for the final shot They have to meet a bid quota based on the island's order The tree stands breathless in the dark And the wind rattles silently through them offering some hope and consolation The day has come and gone when I should have walked on the lawn, But still you did no come And here I am still standing in the mud My feet are hurting and my spirit is aching I looked around for some consolation But every day I face a new frustration Waiting for what I really don’t know Everyone wants to end this reality show And find a different way to go the city crowd is reduced And everyone seems so confused When your heart is heavy and your mind is still When the music stops playing, and the cake is baked I will disappear through the iron gate I am waiting