A Forgotten Tune

Let the minstrel’s play the tune
And I shall sing the words of sorrow
Let the skeptics flow to me
Let them hear me, see me
Let them stare in awe towards me
A tear flows due to a remembered memory.
Wither it be pain or ecstasy
They cannot resist the words of the song.

Now as the tune halts
I stand before thee
Hear the words, spoken in one voice
Heard by ears, understood by faith
For I have passed only to come again
Hear the message, heed the warning
A generation is awakening
And society will be falling.

~ Greywatcher

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