Under one Umbrella
By bleeding hands
Raised our umbrella
As our refuge shelter from wind!!
Storms defeat our arms
Though no more charms!!!
We show off in pride but aside
The fazing weather grandly
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By bleeding hands
Raised our umbrella
As our refuge shelter from wind!!
Storms defeat our arms
Though no more charms!!!
We show off in pride but aside
The fazing weather grandly
Expand
Very wide
We fight the wind storms by rapping Our faith
Our faith and promise the heaven no sin
We Stitch
Our lies
Through our injured tongues
Around our sensitive skin
We hide the tough leather
For the eloquent weather!!!
And when
The space's land on our shoulders
To damp us
In muddy fen
The faith absolutely
The weakness of our bodies
Fills our hearts
Appears to confess the sin
*******
But when the skies flourish to clear
And call them all: oh my dear
They march and grin
And shake their heads
In crazy spin
Towards their dreads!!!
Earthquakes in their bones
And flooding earth in their blood!
The wind in their hearts stood
How could they protect
Their heads under any umbrella??
*******
The sky believes the poor men
And receives them to switch
Under its lightening acceptance!!!
The poor men handle and hold the rich
The poor women save the children
Making the most beautiful embroidery
Painting the most artistic umbrella
The most unique sketch
They don't close their eyes
They turn up their door switch
From those unfaithful rich
And every creative start to Fetch
A tiny needle to fletch
In the darkness of dread
A worldwide umbrella in a colored thread
Over billions of poor faces!!
Who are wanted alive or dead?
Poetry by Aisha Razem
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Written on 2008-02-23 at 16:58
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By bleeding hands
Raised our umbrella
As our refuge shelter from wind!!
Storms defeat our arms
Though no more charms!!!
We show off in pride but aside
The fazing weather grandly
Expand
Very wide
Under one Umbrella.....By Aisha Razem
Under one UmbrellaBy bleeding hands
Raised our umbrella
As our refuge shelter from wind!!
Storms defeat our arms
Though no more charms!!!
We show off in pride but aside
The fazing weather grandly
Expand
Very wide
We fight the wind storms by rapping Our faith
Our faith and promise the heaven no sin
We Stitch
Our lies
Through our injured tongues
Around our sensitive skin
We hide the tough leather
For the eloquent weather!!!
And when
The space's land on our shoulders
To damp us
In muddy fen
The faith absolutely
The weakness of our bodies
Fills our hearts
Appears to confess the sin
*******
But when the skies flourish to clear
And call them all: oh my dear
They march and grin
And shake their heads
In crazy spin
Towards their dreads!!!
Earthquakes in their bones
And flooding earth in their blood!
The wind in their hearts stood
How could they protect
Their heads under any umbrella??
*******
The sky believes the poor men
And receives them to switch
Under its lightening acceptance!!!
The poor men handle and hold the rich
The poor women save the children
Making the most beautiful embroidery
Painting the most artistic umbrella
The most unique sketch
They don't close their eyes
They turn up their door switch
From those unfaithful rich
And every creative start to Fetch
A tiny needle to fletch
In the darkness of dread
A worldwide umbrella in a colored thread
Over billions of poor faces!!
Who are wanted alive or dead?
Poetry by Aisha Razem
Read 885 times
Written on 2008-02-23 at 16:58
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