BROKEN PROMISES




Where promises lie broken
the remnant of a token
no longer used or spoken
it will make you cry
What on earth does it mean
this broken, lost, forgotten, dream
Its emptiness will make you scream
and want to die
Once a handshake and a word
it flys no more forever heard
a broken solitary bird
that can not fly
What does this make of us
a people you no longer trust
My honored past has turned to dust
I will not lie
Only as the time goes by
will you see your rivers dry
and in your bed you must lie
but will you be satisfied


Copyright ©2004 Garry Garrison