We didn’t start the fire
It was always burning
Since the world’s been turning
We didn’t start the fire
But when we are gone
Will it still burn on, and on, and on, and on
We didn’t start the fire
It was always burning
Since the world’s been turning
We didn’t start the fire
No we didn’t light it
But we tried to fight it
We didn’t start the fire
It was always burning
Since the world’s been turning
We didn’t start the fire
No we didn’t light it
But we tried to fight it..
I’m gonna say it once
But I know you will
Hear it once said twice.
Different people!
Different perspective!
Who damned who?
Who cursed who?
Who shall we blame?
Is the blamer to be blamed?
We say it’s them
Who made them them?
I’m gonna say it once
But I know you will
Hear it once said twice.
We can end the fire deep within us. It started a long while ago. No one started the fire, we brought it on as a choice for us to put it out. Why are we not ending the fire, only because we have got used to the fire. Turn on the water from your mind, allow your feelings to guide the flow of water to the fire. End it now…
Over escarpments
a prayer of wonderment
inestimable hearts
proclaim a
burning flame
minds own gethsemane
ashen faces
flushed with graces
eyes serenely ablaze
with emendation
to change the
remnants of love
that still remains
in the sobriety of pain.
This is wonderful…it has a 100% touch of you.😁💞🇳🇬
LOOK AT HOW THEY TREAT ME
Look how they treat me
I’m doing time
Look how they fine dine
The rich that murder the poor
Lived on the streets
Had a job, worked my fingers to the bone
No one cares
You live below the poverty line
Politicians started the fire
Now things are dire
#dailywisdomwords #dwwmp
POEM BY KARL WOMACK
DOWN IN NIGERIA
Down in Nigeria
The rich think we’re inferior
Political corruption
Police shoot their own people
Whipping and flogging
In Nigeria the hysteria
The bloodshed
Run or you’ll end up dead
Politicians vanity
They don’t care about humanity
This is insanity
Listen to the gunfire
POEM BY KARL WOMACK
Down in Nigeria
The rich think we’re inferior
Political corruption
Police shoot their own people
Whipping and flogging
In Nigeria the hysteria
The bloodshed
Run or you’ll end up dead
Politicians vanity
They don’t care about humanity
This is insanity
Listen to the gunfire
Look how they treat me
I’m doing time
Look how they fine dine
The rich that murder the poor
Lived on the streets
Had a job, worked my fingers to the bone
No one cares
You live below the poverty line
Politicians started the fire
Now things are dire
#dailywisdomwords #dwwmp
POEM BY KARL WOMACK