How, how does good help amend
the sorrow of children dying
while mothers are crying
for her sons and daughters have been shot
by a democracy I know not.
Bombs have shattered
lives remain tattered
As machines shout orders
far to those over borders.
Stay the course they say
no matter what you have to pay.
Sing sorrow, sorrow: but good win in the end.
What if instead of wars gardens we tend.
What if instead crying laughter is heard.
What if instead of jets kites fly like a great bird.
But that is not the world we live in
until that world comes
Sing sorrow, sorrow : but good win in the end.
Log Line
I am a Gladiator thrusting his story to the hilt;
deep into your heart.
I slash at the blanket of darkness
to try and let the sunlight into our lives.
deep into your heart.
I slash at the blanket of darkness
to try and let the sunlight into our lives.
Hey Konstantine, I love the war piece...especially the 'sing sorrow sorrow' repetitions. And how there is hope within the words. I wonder how you see it beign performed...and how this piece would fit into the poets puzzle
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Sing Sorrow,Sorrow: but good win in the end
How, how does good help amend
the sorrow of mothers crying
while children are dying
for her sons and her daughters have been shot
by a democracy I know not
Bombs have shattered
lives remain tattered
As machines shout orders
far to those over borders.
Stay the course they say
no matter what you have to pay.
Sing sorrow, sorrow: but good win in the end.
What if instead of wars, gardens we tend.
What if instead crying laughter is heard.
What if instead of jets, kites fly like birds.
Sing sorrow, sorrow: but good win in the end
How, how does good help amend?