Treasure Island

Namie Elisha

(10th of December / Lagos, Nigeria)

I live to die


The little boy
sat on the mountain top
oblivious to the drizz; ing rain
the lambs aroung him
restlesss yet trusting
for he always keeps his promise
draw out the harp
he will play
give him a tune
he will sing
throw him a stone
he will aim
send him a prayer
he'll always remember
but find him a path
and he'll get lost
show him your treasure
he'll never understand
still wiser than us all
he apperars to be
for he lives to be free
a truth told here, a chorus there
show reverence now, obey also
his smile always plays the rich rich tune
somtimes painful, yet melodious
and if you as what life he lives
i live to live...again
he always says

Submitted: Thursday, May 01, 2008

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