This was mine to hold
now it rests within your hands
take it where you choose
I release the reins to you
yet my fingerprints remain.
I leave you the key
hanging from an iron chain
let your will decide
which way and when to turn it
you know which way I would go.
I have said enough
old advice has stained the page
my will has faltered
I can't unring the bronze bell
nor choose which echoes to wake.
The secret has flown
once my tongue unlatched its cage
two shadows now fall
one behind the mouth that spoke
one before the ear that heard.
Freedom bruises hands
when offered in heavy chains
gift-wrapped as free will
demanding they themselves choose
what each cannot bare to lose.
I pass the ember
hand to hand in stark silence
none can keep the flame
alight abandoned in shame
when both wills are disowned.
Act one had just begun
the day we first met
I didn't know the die was cast
and the stage was set
act two what was I to do
you stole my heart and soul
couldn't guess the part was mine
I would play the leading role
act three I'm on cloud nine
I was there walking on air
it was beyond my wildest dreams
an answer to a prayer
act four who could ask for more
on my marks didn't miss a cue
before the fall of the final curtain call
it was a fairy tale come true
but now there's rain on the window
or tears in my eyes
don't know if it's due
to all those cloudy skies
between the two I can't tell
since you said goodbye
can't unring that bell
but who's holding the handbasket handle
now my whole world has gone to hell
the genie is out of the bottle life is so humdrum
and I don't really care for the man I have become
Proof positive there's intelligent life in the galaxy
light years away in outer space
they know better than to contact us
and we call ourselves the human race.
I'm turned off by cupidity
and over the torpidity
I've had it to here with stupidity.
Every two hundred years or so
they do a fly-by analysing
investigating what lies down here below
without stopping it's not surprising.
Can't understand man's mentality
I'm done with the insanity
I've turned my back on humanity.
Grasping at straws in the back of a stack
we've lost the plot there's no needle to be found
in the wrong place at the wrong time flying 'round the moon
when the answer is here on the ground.
Can't unring the bell the world has gone to hell
there's no turning back
I'm waiting for the aliens to pick me up take me away
shooting for the stars one of these crazy days.
A breathless black bird cannot fly,
Yet, a drowned fish can still float in water;
You can eviscerate its tongue, but you
Cannot unring a rung bell;
But you can knee a black man’s neck,
And he’ll never breathe again;
You may oppressively beat us to the ground,
But we shall rise again;
For we are indeed,
The children of blood and thunder
And we shall not stay down:-
No, a breathless black bird cannot fly,
Yes, a drowned fish can still float in water;
Though the pandemic road ahead
May be rough and rugged,
We’re well equipped with bulldozer souls;
Like butterflies, we may be cocooned in metamorphosis,
Yet, we shall soar with eyes on the prize;
We’re like the circadian moon—waning—
But always waxing back to fulfillment;
Like the sun going to its evening horizon settings,
We too, shall continue to rise again and again:-
You can't stop the world from turning
If you feel like jumping off
You can't double up your earnings
If your middles gotten soft
You can dream of the solution
But you must act on it as well
Just make sure of what your doing
Cause you can't unring a bell
You can't stop a word that's hateful
Once it's flying through mid air
You can't make a person grateful
If they've never really cared
You can't change the image in the looking glass
Or halt a wave mid swell
A churning ocean is never clear
And you can't unring a bell
You can't start a new beginning
If your at the very end
Nor untie a knot cinched tight
With only thoughts blown on the wind
You can't promise the world in wonder
And the stars above as well
Then decide at last to take it back
Cause you can't unring a bell
You can't change the law of physics
Or add words to a dried up pen
There's no fourth to your three wishes
And you can't hide behind your name
It's hard to see light if you're too far down
In the digging of your well
Breathing does not mean you're living
And you can't unring a bell
When atlast my eyes look into my soul
And my knowing bursts forth with new
Understanding, how painful this experience.
To lose my beliefs, fault truths to me familiar.
My innocence gone forever for I can't unring
The bell vibrating in my soul. Knowledge.
I can not adequately explain my truths.
This is my time, not yours.
My epiphany is both joy and sorrow.
Joy in my conscious evolution but deep
sadness of loss in my ignorance.
O'God, to be in the company of such few
Who understand your Magnificents is
Truly a very lonely place.
Unbake the cake
unring the bell
unknot the noose
unbreak the spell
we're on our way
the ship has sailed
the winds of wonder have prevailed
it feels so good to breathe the air
I cant believe I really care
uncork the bottle,raise a cheer
look around ,we're really here
unwrap the gifts you kept inside
the hope and love you thought had died
reverse the engines,fill the night
with uncontrollable delight
to be alive and feel the thrill
untimely death had tried to kill
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