I know why you see darkness
I know why the endless night
You are the moon
The light shinning in the dark
Don’t stop
Shine until dawn
Until the morning sun rise
When the night is dead and buried
Your time is coming
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I know why you see darkness
I know why the endless night
You are the moon
The light shinning in the dark
Don’t stop
Shine until dawn
Until the morning sun rise
When the night is dead and buried
Your time is coming
If it never dies
Through the night
Through the dark
When no one is there
And only silence is the shadow
That remains to keep you warm
If even then, in the midst of it all
It’s still beating within your heartbeat
Don’t ask questions
Don’t cry tears for yesterday
It is alive
It never dies
Lufu ndi Lufuno
Ndi mbingano isina tsaleli
Munwe na munwe ndi muselwa
Mufhululu ubvela we la mutavhela
Ahuna tsaleli na lau liada
Mufhululu wa lila sa ndwevha
Avha o swika muhwe asina mona
Lwawe lufuno ndi lwanzhe
Alu thafhi sa kutivha kwa madi
Ndi lufuno funo Alu taluli
Don’t worry much
The carrion is over due
The strong and might withers
In a time or season, It will be time to eat
So sit on the fence
Rock steady and watch time heal
Permanently, the wounds and scars
That have carried you through
Wait for it it’s coming
The platform is close knit
She is laughing with the world
Everyone is wilding
In this lonely pursuit of happiness
She is waiting for her ride
A train to Simon’s town
They crack at her jokes
Not knowing the cracks inside her
At last the giant millipedes
She found her peace in her pieces
Under the train to Simon’s town
The platform is shuttered
She got the last laugh
She won’t be going home
Keep talking
Keep walking
Let your sweat tell a tale
Where you have been
And the tomorrow within you
Don’t stop
Keep walking
And don’t forget
The dangers and snares
Things you saw yesterday
For today is a day brighter
Unlike the others
So keep talking
It’s your tale
Jeep walking
It’s your journey
The Great Eternal Artist
You have stretched your canvas
from time immemorial
Though your paint vanish
And coolers fade
Your work is timeless
A great master pieces
A weave of souls, cells and seals
Your hand is ready to renew endlessly
The song is heavy
And sometimes to much to bear
It irks the heart, it gnaws the mind
But the song is here for the singing
And these are the notes
That made it bearable
When it falters and there is no rhythm
The notes carry in back to melody
The perfect song is in the heart
But these notes gives it expressions
Many will not remember the lyrics
Many will not remember the song
But the melody will keep lurking in their hearts
When the stumble on these notes
You can bury the song
But it is born each day
When the melody come through
From these notes
In harsh times when its worn out
If you listen carefully
You will hear more than a song
Its a symphony
Its healing
For the wounded
Alone you face your fate
But moments blissfully
Wipe the shadow of loneliness
And fill the day with laughters
Many other noises
Even the sound of tears
Make the aloneness feel distant
Even in the darkest of nights
But a shadow tells a tale
Of the muted lone pursuit of happiness
For you are alone until the end
Draw me now, you can
I have seen time pass, now and then
Shadows wither, like memories
Waiting to exhale, blindly
Blink if you may, search your soul
Like a thief, here is tomorrow
Everything gone, forget the sorrow
Words that never made it, there is more
To these lines, verses of survival
It is a rapture, bursting open
And if you dont, when you dont see
See the light, a rising sun
Through the rain, through the wet eyes
Be still, wait for your turn
To draw me, from my depth
Until there is no tomorrow, for you
And we are but memories, only eyes left
Refusing to let time go, to see the future
Sweetly fading into oblivion, the never ending future
Draw me, Here
Draw me, There
Draw me, Now.
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