The Sound of the Moon
It’s the sound that shakes the crowd
It’s the sound over lives
It’s the sounds, unstoppable ones
Makes the world shake, makes the world shake
It’s the start that form new things
It’s the start our lives begin
It’s the words that change lives
Makes the world shake, makes the world shake.
Moon cries, the soul hides
love dies, whoever might
Die under closed doors
light and stars above shuttered floors
Bring victory to the lost souls
Peace to the ghost laws
what happened to the world? who knows'
As we fight towards empty clothes
Only the future crawls
Behind the untold goals, hate in blood clothes
Before the moon, our guts bows.
Life through light, our hearts walks
Shows of ugly truth, our minds recalls
We mow the earth in darkened force
They recollect about rapping most,
Mankind released in seconds of reformation
wake up for the information
Thinking about christ lost in friction
everyone got certain addiction
Fingers will call back messages of your own poison
Turn back and send me unriped weapon
Slowly in the parts of spiritless conviction.
Stay alive as your mind awakes
up in the stories of shadowed claims
People aren't like gold, though our glitters
in few positions,
politics won't bring harmony, but chaos among
unlightened crews, worldless truth
Keeping up with news won't save you out
Either being alert don't guarantee hope
Copyright © Oyibo Victor | Year Posted 2015
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