What Is It
What is it that makes people cry?
Travel within path of sadness
And hold on to their forbidden treasures
What is it that makes people to hate?
Put others on trial, only to make them suffer
And cry like goats when the spell is reversed
What is it that makes people to walk away?
Live as if nothing wrong is happening
Pretending not to know, while the truth is out there
What is it that makes people to dance?
Sing ancient songs
Hoping fate will rescue them
What is it that makes people glad?
Wait for tomorrow with passion,
With their eyes looking up to the sky
What is it?
Copyright © Lekau Mamabolo | Year Posted 2015
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