Aufie Zophy (18 October 1964)
Y/. Winning whisper
An ominous, gloomy cloud
Of anger, frustration and shout
It darkens our sky, it’s getting loud
It’s about to thunder and rain out.
But there deep in our hearts
There is a whisper that starts
It is a whisper of unconditional love
Perhaps coming from high above
What will happen, ‘ll fully depend
on what we listen to more in the end
To the thunder, shall we give in?
Or will we let the soft whisper win?
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