Troubled waters,raging storm
Heartbeats like the African drum
Noise from thousand voices
Noise from ceaseless thoughts
Need I stay calm?
Quiet like a stream
Need I enjoy the peace of the day?
Not mine place to worry of the war that lies ahead
Not mine place to worry about tomorrows hunger
Worry makes my sweet soul weary
Turns my soft cheeks wet
My beautiful eyes dull from tears
My precious smile faded away
So I say to my soul
Be still
Sometimes you need to encourage yourself.