Treasure Island

Hazel Connelly

(28th September 1949 / Lancashire)

A Bumpy Night


He knows he has the power to control
Drawing you down the deepest hell hole
The day is done the sun rides low
A cry for help or mercy heard below.

Can you feel the surge of power
As your soul it does devour
An energy field all of it's own
My eyes turn upward to atone.

With strength and power I fasten my seatbelt
It was a bumpy night that I dwelt
Now I soar up above the earth
And dare to hope for rebirth.

Submitted: Sunday, November 06, 2011
Edited: Saturday, December 10, 2011

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