Nobody knows
if the little birds will sing.
Nobody knows,
no, no, nobody knows
not even me.
Nobody knows
when hearts will be broken.
Nobody knows
what lies will be told.
Nobody knows,
no, no, nobody knows
not even me.
18 August 2009
Although everyone is in agreement…
Someone with insight,
To enighten them is needed!
One who is capable,
With abilities to free them from a cesspool.
But…
Who led them in?
Who amongst them,
Had been that convincing.
To lead them like sheep…
Grouped as a herd of fools!
Who hypnotized them…
To accept desperation.
And loss of a quality of life…
In need of a sacrifice,
To experience an end result…
That would bring an excitement,
With a festive mood that delights.
Who led them on?
Who amongst them,
Had been that convincing.
Now discovered totally wrong.
With a quality of life…
That has them infighting.
In divisions discussing…
The disgust of racial strife.
Fed like sugar to boost their appetites!
With more of this to spread…
As if the feeding of it is alright!
Who led them in?
Who amongst them,
Had been that convincing.
That a cesspool would be envied.
And the joy of it would uplift!
These folks are drugged and deluded,
On addicting lies some insist…
A continuance and need for it!
With claims someone with experience…
Is preferred to keep them dense,
And blanketed in darkness!