The Flat Keys|Isaac Inkah

 

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How am I supposed to know

That the world will come to a halt

And put life in a reverse gear

How am I supposed to remember

That nature teaches life’s lesson

In its inimitable ways

No war to fight for

No revolution to dream of

Just art

In its small ways

Tuning the world

Of the flat keys

Of the flat keys

And when the world starts

To play its music again

With the cicadas and the song thrushes

I wish you wait for me

I wish you wait for me

Isaac Inkah