letra de the preacher ruminates - gwendolyn brooks
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i think it must be lonely to be god
n0body loves a master. no. despite
the bright hosannas, bright dear-lords, and bright
determined reverence of sunday eyes
picture jehovah striding through the hall
of his importance, creatures running out
from servant-corners to acclaim, to shout
appreciation of his merit’s glare
but who walks with him?–dares to take his arm
to slap him on the shoulder, tweak his ear
buy him a coca-cola or a beer
pooh-pooh his politics, call him a fool?
perhaps–who knows?–he tires of looking down
those eyes are never lifted. never straight
perhaps sometimes he tires of being great
in solitude. without a hand to hold
letras aleatórias
- letra de yaka na nkolo - charles mombaya
- letra de ego - lala widy
- letra de at night - du'lanci vallie
- letra de yo quiero ser un niño - los róckolis
- letra de everflow - solshade
- letra de more than anyone else - lady collection
- letra de shards - soulprison
- letra de forbidden fragments - suairza
- letra de ego - blazin'daniel
- letra de i wanna hug that gator! - melo anon