Miglo & Sono
My lovers love is love at last, his love and laughter is in the past
The city of angels where none more live, and the one who cannot give
No more run and no more play, this city has seen its last day
It all started with a love, a hint from God from up above
And two who couldn't cope, Two families who had to much hope
For envy led to much misfortune, Their lives had much distortion
They fought and fought, neither fled, Fought and fought, oh how they bled
Until these two sons from different sides, Both their lifestyles coincide
Family fueds brought much sorrow, sometimes these two saw no morrow
Until they met each other, They couldn't find anything better
Still their families fought more, Nothing so violent, so much gore
Until these two sons from different sides sailed off upon the evening tides
And never seen again, What more happened then?
Happy forever they lived together, it never got better
This poem is copyright 2002 Mouser, to whom comments may be sent.
