Seeking to be remembered among the poets and the creators of the world.
Oh you who sits above men in this land; Have you forgotten that death sits above you? To have pillaged entire civilizations with such pride
By Literalcateabout a year ago in Poets
When that moment comes, That moment when I get to right my wrongs, Take me to that corner street restaurant where I first sat across my beloved.
That in a room of a thousand prying eyes, only yours could undress me, That in a sea of roaming hands, only yours could explore the intricacies of my body,
Darling, wipe those tears from your face Take my hand and I'll hide you from the world In my ample bosom, find your solace
Just like a neglected mother, Africa is bleeding Her soul ripped apart and thrown to the hyenas Her kids also raped and left to the vultures to feast
I danced away in my dreams Nobody was in my arms but I still danced Eyes closed, I glided across the dance floor Letting the wind guide my steps
