Do you dance?
with devils in the desert
and nomads of the night
wanderers wondering
at wonders of the world
With beasts who bleed
their travellers to tears
shadows swearing
shades of their shame
The lost and the lonely
live their lives
meekly moaning
the cause of their cries
If i were to die,
who would cry
when we hurt
do you mind?
Never mind my dear
never mind me
For poets take their pens
as soldiers do swords
planning and playing
with wisdom and words
We dance ’till dawn
on sorrowful songs
feet forever falling
on empty earth
While the lost and lonely
living lies
meekly moan
the cause of their cries
