Monday, February 27, 2017

the nights of ah mo1

The nights of Ah Mo1
The pot of gold in the mind
Everyone is talking about it
The open sesame never arrives

The land of oil
The trade engages
The fete for a cause
The hidden whisper in song

The big drums of oil
The sealed of confidentiality
Nobody can open it
It stays a big sore in our heads

The nights of Ah Mo1
The dark angels fly around
They smell the hit of sinful souls
They will not disappear

The exchanges in the night
Ah Mo1 sings his pleas of help
The dark angels will not be bought
A bad soul must be caged and probed

The nights of sinners
The open sesame can't be opened
The sword of angels swinging here and there
The bad souls must be banished

The nights of Ah Mo1
The screaming in his head
Feeling the heat of fire
Crawling in circles licking out the skins


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