The Melody In My Mind
I will never have a million dollar voice
I will never be your favourite choice
I have no voice to silence a crowd like thunder
Or pierce silence like a hot blade through butter
My mouth can move and draw air from my chest
My mind hears a melody, my lips manifest
I sing with the angels floating on the clouds
The words are eloquent and my pitch is loud
I don’t have a cheering sold out audience
Just running water showering over my head
On my square metre stage I am one of the kind
The melody I sing is beautiful in my mind
Copyright © Michelo Mweetwa | Year Posted 2019
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