This is actually a song I'm working on based off of a scene in a movie I'm writing. In Africa, war and disease plague a small home. One night, a boy sings to his brother, Kahli.
Walk On
The night reaches end
As we lie on this desert ground
Little brother look against those stars
Take in a glance of the world around
You. You're too young to know life as I
Too innocent to recognize the cry
I hear all the time
Mother's leaving soon
And I know its hard to comprehend
But I'm here for you, now
A broken home I'll try to mend
Don't let your head sink down
In this time of fear and circumstance
You're still just a boy
Don't let them take your happiness
This place is ours no more
Don't hinder thoughts of what use to be
Be advised what you're fighting for
Don't you dare come back for me
Walk on.
Don't look behind you, Kahli!
Close your eyes and turn away
You have to tread this road without me
The scene at play will cause delay
In your predetermined destination
No breathing life, resuscitation
Now. Now. Now.
Could you face the fate that you had feared
And would you stay until the smoke has cleared?
Go on. Walk on.
Morning rises
Along the side of our home
Resting in her bed,
The warm soaked rag upon her head
has finally turned cold
With her last breath, she spilled goodbyes
Words left her mouth a thousand times
Before. This time for sure .
She was gone from our lives.
A failed attempt of a final prayer
Before the foul stench creeped in the air
The first shot cracked my eardrum
Snatched attention
Eyes went out the window in search of
Some connection
Between sound and action
Curiosity caused distraction
Never stood a chance with the bashing
Against the door followed by crashing
Sounds.
This place is ours no more
Don't hinder thoughts of what use to be
Be advised what you're fighting for
Don't you dare come back for me
Walk on.
Don't look behind you, Kahli!
Close your eyes and turn away
You have to tread this road without me
The scene at play will cause delay
In your predetermined destination
No breathing life, resuscitation
Now. Now. Now.
Could you face the fate that you had feared
And would you stay until the smoke has cleared?
Go on. Walk on.
Reminds me of this story I wrote about the bubonic (Spelling?) plague. It was about this family hiding underground and scavaging for food. Slowly the older family members began to disappear because they would go above to find food and not come back. In the end, the children were left alone. It was for a history class, and I'm not sure exactly why it reminded me of the story.
ReplyDeletefirst off, I Love that it's long
ReplyDeletei really loved some parts like
"The first shot cracked my eardrum
Snatched attention
Eyes went out the window in search of
Some connection
Between sound and action
Curiosity caused distraction
Never stood a chance with the bashing
Against the door followed by crashing
Sounds."
the words flow very well, i like it a lot