Fantasy Of A Weary Soul Poem by Aston Marley

Fantasy Of A Weary Soul



Don't try to hide your pains, even
the world is going through a hell of
pain in the hardship of lucifer
inflictions.

Our father in heaven will protect
the meeks and always pardon the
sinners, the way of God is not the
way of man; what makes today
beautiful can turns tomorrow into
a dark day.

Let us move on and ignore the side
talks of life, the bird in the cage is
screaming for freedom, while
parrot is mocking human reality.
Silence voice cannot be heard, for
how long will you forsake your
crown because of war.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success