Massage Not to Be Delivered

by Laith   Apr 2, 2010


Massage Not to Be Delivered

Float, Oh dear planet, float
Float and softly rock my boat
With the waves that won't help but to fight
I shall fish for dinner tonight

Keep me safe, as I comeback home
And I shall thank God with grace
Let me kiss my child to sleep
Oh dear planet, protect this place

A storm in the horizon my name calls
Protect my house as everything falls
Dear God, I've done nothing to cause this war
So, protect me and tomorrow I'll pray more

In vein, my life is in vein
Was taken by an unfair rain
Of beliefs that my powers drain
With pain, I depart with pain

Burn, dear planet, burn
Burn and roughly make me learn
Above the angry land and the holy sky
All my beliefs are abandoned
All my beliefs die.

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