RIVER NUN

  as we talk,

we are wasting away,

walls they stand,

while we sit and wait,

for the rays of the sun,

to bring us life………….

We wonder what was the cause of the wars,

angels fall but no broken bones,

Trees of greed who planted the seeds.

Second part

all that’s left are the prophesies

heads are rolling down a parted sea

land divide themselves

the rivers flow………….

Ships are built,

and they start to trade,

guns are made,

now your a slave,

it is [mourning] as they leave RIVER NUN.

Copyright Vonj 2015

these expressions came through my HEART. I have written these pieces to fit in within a musical format. What you read here has already been Musically recorded, I hope you enjoy these messages family. Love;Vonj