ANSWER ME PLEASE-
Eyes, why do you let forth tears, in oceans,
rain & streams?
Why do you upon my cheeks, leave disappointed
schemes?
Tell me why, with every drop, you wash away
all my dreams?
ANSWER ME PLEASE-
Hand, please, why do you beat upon my old &
heaving chest?
Like an old chanting voice, within my humming
ancient breast,
Tell me please, is this the way you put me to
life´s ongoing test?
ANSWER ME PLEASE:
Feet, why when hitting the road, you leave my
path so numb?
Like the distant & far away thudding, of
the dusty African drum,
Tell me, is it with every step that I can now
hear my blood strum?
ANSWERS:
My tears are now all gone & every teardrop
now dried & abated,
My hands now still & my breast no longer
thrummed & vibrated,
My feet are now dead, all´s gone to heaven &
sublimely elevated.
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