CHAINS OF DEVOTION

As I watch over you
parading once again an act
meant to inflate each of your words
i am left with no choice.
but to let the false praises
fly gently in the summer breeze

With the sting of the vodoo needle
I burst open the sorry balloons.

From the wrecks in the air
a healing storm of musical notes
releases, in my heart , Mozart
and Jaisini
from the chains of passion
and devotion..
and so I know that our song
shall be sung for all
and it will be heard by all.

Copyrighted Rahman,Brigitte Arlette-2000