YOU !

Your touch rained a generous flood
Of all the bliss that you created
Your ocean turns barren fields to mud
But why am I still dehydrated?


Frail we are, in a world of ravaging forces
Don't try to push away the raging cyclone
Alone we are, with our unheard voices
Pleading for peace as we loudly moan


Here we stand after all these years
My dessicated heart can't absorb your tears
And they can never moisten my cracks
So hold my hand to run for the fall
To rise again above all our wrecks


Let our freedom guide our tracks !

~Epic Monkey