A dream,is it? hmm,, I don’t know.
Is it what I think of while asleep.
Hmmm,, I don’t know,
Home,, home,, Home..
Home it was and is… This place
From whence the ones
Who where where once seeds
From the loins of another
grew to bear me as a seed from their loins
From whence I first felt the cool breeze
On my face, that made me almost freeze
With joy and inner peace
From whence, I first heard the sweet
Chirping and singing of birds in tweets
From whence school of fish
Swam that we may feed
And not die of hunger and need
From whence the grains sprout with ease
From the soil, just to please
From where I saw the dawn
Graced with women and children ,cackling and laughing
Carrying basins and bowls to streams
And men to the farms
No.. No..i don’t know?
Home? Home? I don’t know
Today the earth cries out..
Ooooh, I see her with blood shot eyes,
I see them with no limbs wriggling in pain
Oh I see children ripped of their innocence
No fishes, no birds singing like an orchestra
The breeze so stale it chokes
The dawn graced with darkness and blood
Shrieks, cries, wails for help from young and old
I hear the voices, from bleeding hearts I see pain
I see no life
We wander, we wander
Now…… I see nothing, I see nothing..
Is it home? Will it remain home?
I don’t know
Written and composed by BlackRose