Treasure Island

Albert Martin


The Path Of The Hurricane


Tell me you who'd stand
Instead of run
It's plain to see, you're not to blame
Tell me my little one
Who was who left you there?
On the path of the hurricane

Tell me sad-eyed pale young boy
Who was born in the land of the sugarcane
Where it is rare, the hot sun
Where it is redounded, the soft rain
Who was who left you there?
On the path of the hurricane

Underneath the sad grey sky
We shared a fire
I spoke your name
The plain like a sea in calm
And the sun it seemed so ashamed
The sound of the fire
Such a balm
To our brain
Tell me my little one
Who was who left you there?
On the path of the hurricane

Submitted: Monday, May 05, 2014

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