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Walking in the desert
no one nearby me in this place
hot sand on my feet, bright sun on my face
walking for miles, not in a race
a fruit tree is what i see
walking along this barren sea
a river distant from me
or maybe it's a dream
closer and closer i may be
a mirage is what i gaze upon
trying to escape to let me free
yet there is something inside of me
i hear a voice saying
"lead them free"
yet all i see is me
who am i supposed to lead free?
i am only a good man to a tolerable degree
so why me?
i cannot lead anyone with gaurantee
i come from the battle of the Bismarck sea
only to grow a banana tree
Jordan Pollack (C)
please i accept all kinds of feedback
Walking in the desert
no one nearby me in this place
hot sand on my feet, bright sun on my face
walking for miles, not in a race
a fruit tree is what i see
walking along this barren sea
a river distant from me
or maybe it's a dream
closer and closer i may be
a mirage is what i gaze upon
trying to escape to let me free
yet there is something inside of me
i hear a voice saying
"lead them free"
yet all i see is me
who am i supposed to lead free?
i am only a good man to a tolerable degree
so why me?
i cannot lead anyone with gaurantee
i come from the battle of the Bismarck sea
only to grow a banana tree
Jordan Pollack (C)