Once we had it

Tragedy it seems,memories falshing b4 my eyes,my spirit in a conflict,division within my being,persecution is after my perfection.
Am I leaving or am I just existing?

Pain comes and goes,joy stalled at the door
Love is spread on the floor
We kept it,but it spilled over like a boiling pot
Should I worry or not?

Once we had it we thought it was fair
But now we are surounded by a storm of sorrow
Our future has become the present
Tomorrow is no longer

We thought we had time in our hands
They belived we were better
If only they new our minds
The road we chose was different while time still stands
Can we better our present?

Once we had it we thought it was fair
Surounded by a Red storm-pain
We stired our hearts and now sorrow is in the air
Where will we wash off our stain?

I watched the sun set,the moon rise,the stars transcending the formless clouds,my body so cold,my bones could no longer be felt
I searched deep into our riches so we could survive one more day.
Stay!you said its better this way!

Once you had it you thought it was fair
Now I'm all over the air
Not flying but crashing.

Written by Lionel Tshimuanga