THE LAND IS GREEN

My songs are sweet melody drooping
Like melted honey from its combs
A touch of the soulless warrior
Bravest in heart and yet weak at knee

The sun is my torch light
The moon a maid rocking me to sleep
Don’t touch the stars up high
Their anger could be shocking

Am a peasant on a journey through
A world where you prevail only by being corrupt
Songs of justice fills my heart
Yet to mouth the lyrics is like death itself

The land is green…. Like the cactus in the Sahara
Flowing with milk and honey
Like the valley of death…..
Wish legends will come to life…..
Then with dismay shall our world be greeted…..

Where is the greenery of Eden…..
Even vultures are on the verge of extinction….
Do I smile or cry…. For my heart is now torn
Torn between the suffering of being alive
and the fear of resting finally in death…..

I surely wish to live…….

 

         Joseph Success (Sacred Rose)