#musicmonday “beautiful by damian marley
he is coming
he is coming!
he is coming!
sound the horn!
all have been forwarned
the king is coming!
the king is coming!
spread the news, he is in view
soon we shall have life a new
the mountains crumble
the ground rumbles
the sea roars up against the shore
the kings is here
he’s here! he’s here!
only the wicked should quake with fear
kiss the son, lest Jah be angry and you choose your death a near!
the king is here!
the birds sing, flap their wings
oh what a joy and comfort
to those knowing it brings
clap your hands!
hip the tamborine
sing! sing!
here he comes!
our king!
our king!
untitled
why why why must i be so nice?
take the actions, walk the mile and pay the price?
i find myself spending a lot of time
invested in thoughts that cause
muscle tension
severe self mental mutilation i suffer as a
result of the gilt for the mistake made
a woman’s mind is not some game to be played
yet im still stuck picking a card of chance
with my heart on the line
pay back what debted for you thoughtless crime
ill take what beats, put in a jar
that ill have you, you wont go far
i knew people were cruel but not to this degree
even the feeble the fading, weak beated
hearts are capable of hurting me
it’s these same people who wonder why others abandon
them to face their trials alone
becuase you play a game of chance with hearts that
beat for you by choice and in return suffer lacerations
from the knives you’ve thrown
after all this, dont expect me to stay
here it is, my back is turned
im walking away
