Yours truly,  Anonymous

Hold your head up
Do not mind those little tear drops

Leon! The finish line is for when you stop
Dear Lord, water always all his crops

Do not hesitate to pause and breathe
There’s a sound in the circles of fifths

Please don’t go into the creeks of this barrel
there’s a thinking that follows a carousel

Abdul! Humans are clouds that suffer its rain
music is truly your care and cure for pain

I pray your rose petals always find the Lord
when you sing may you strike the right chord.

Ola! scatter the footprints in your mind
God is in your mind and he’s your kind

Mother Bose that do not rest her best
You are the gladiator our words will forever crest.

Love freely like the daughter of Zion’s sea
live to make laughter, mistakes and death plea.

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