A Bird Song Poem by Pious Nyomiro

There is the song, you sing
the beat I make, Let's dance to it
Its rhythm of the heart, it beats for you
I know the song, I have heard the song, very far
Let's go the lake, lit fire at night, dance all night
Let's camp at the bay
Like we're preparing for something, we don't know
what tomorrow brings, we don't know
Its each other we have today, each and everyday
Life's pressure has made us lose, the pleasure of the music.

Let me squeeze you, like am missing you already
Look at you, like I have forgotten your face already
Look at me, we don't have enough
We can carry each other far, hear each other from a distance
Wright our names on beach's sand
and hold each other, like its good bye time.
Already time is here, Just in time, to forget the world for a while
Skip the duties of city lights and busy life for a while

We found each other, all over, the beauty of nature,
Beautiful and nurtured
The rhythms are misinterpreted nowadays
People dance to the wrong tunes
There is strange sound out there
But as our hearts beat, we dance, and dance like its time.
Let's make music. Its music of the soul.
And we wish, it is played forever and ever