There is evil watching me
There is evil following me
Like a shadow of the day
Asking me to go astray
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Evil greets me in the night
When I can’t put up a fight
All the good is left behind
When the dark evokes my mind
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The light of the next day sun
Brings me to where I’d begun
I curse the Devil and his name
I don’t know if I’m the same
For every man who pleasures
There is a man who pains
For every man who loses
There is a man who gains
Yet all of them they pray
Pray in the good Lord’s name
Yet he treats us different
Yet he treats us unsame
What good is the eternal sunshine
Outside my window
When there’s eternal darkness
Following my shadow?
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What good is the soulful song
Sung by nightingales
When there are loud noises
Inside my chaotic head?
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What good is the mighty God
In the heavens above
When my heart is filled with hatred
Instead of selfless love?
It’s a curse! It’s a curse!
The sun won’t rise for some of us
The little clock running overhead
Has run its time, and you’ll be dead
Sleep peacefully or relish the night
Tomorrow there’d be no morning light
Carry no hatred in your heart
We’re all different, but not far apart
If not today, maybe tomorrow
We’ll leave this world of joy and sorrow
For the clock is ticking on all of us
We’re all cursed! We’re all cursed!
Open that bottle of fury
Sealed with Vengeance’s lips
Demonstrate to the world
What anger really is
On this road I stand alone
Oh my lord, just carry me home
All my fibers and all my bones
Are yours if you take me home
How much more should I sacrifice?
Lead me Lord to paradise
I’ve brought my truths and no lies
Take me now to paradise
Give me shelter in your dome
Oh my lord just take me home
May my truth and faith suffice
Lead me now to paradise
All my angels whisper to me
“Be good to everyone you see.”
The demons in my heart just say
“Don’t listen to that fallacy.”
My poor soul caught between the two
A middle road it will pursue
It will listen to what the angels say
While following the demons’ cue
How many tears make an ocean?
How many dreams; a trash can?
How many thoughts make a notion?
How many wrongs; a wise man?
I walked a mile to heaven
And there I found a seat
Between the daisies and eleven
Sparrows who fondly tweet
Amongst the tweeting, chirping
I found my peace and quiet
With no sound usurping
The calmness of the sight
While I gazed and kept a-gazing
The hours passed me by
And all this while this amazing
Place stuck in my eye
When another hour came
I rose and chose to leave
Thinking that the heaven’s same
Where ever I may believe
Why does it pain when I bleed?
Why can’t it just tickle?
Who, the laws of nature, agreed
To let them be unfickle?
Did a mighty, and just being
Create pain, unhappiness
Sat forth in the skies then seeing
The laws’s steadiness?
Frank Solanki 