not safe at home,
not safe in the park,
where can i hide?
where can i run?
i will not go down,
i will not die.
i look at you
through the mist around,
shrouded with fear,
uncertain we carry on
BOOM!
you are gone,
where can i run,
where can i hide?
i will not go down,
i will not die.
a glimmer of steel,
a deathly sound,
i stare at him,
cold, hard, inhumane,
how many times
did i cross him in the bus?
who's kin, of which kind,
this hatred burns,
where can i run?
where can i hide?
i will not go down,
i will not die
i dream of a paradise
where trees sway gently,
and butterflies, and birds,
chirp merrily below,
rabbits, deers, and doves,
and tigers that protect
the lambs in their cove,
dont you? i ask
he who doesnt see the
desolution, despair, destitution,
darkness, doom, death designed
where can i run?
where can i hide?
i will not go down,
i will not die
when did i give you
the right to decide
how i should live,
and when i should die?
ive never seen you before,
will never see you again
then how is it you walk in
and alter all
without a blink,
without a shiver
you kill my dreams
nurtured and harboured
where can i run?
where can i hide?
i will not go down
i will not die
i kept quiet then,
i kept quiet again,
but now i arise,
cos now i realise
where can i run?
where can i hide?
i will not go down
i will not die
Thursday, November 27, 2008
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