Dub Lane
Poetry
DANCING ON A THIN LINE

Dancing on a thin line,
Heading for disaster,
Standing at the edge,
Who will be a martyr?

Moving to the frontline
Who will pay the price?
Keep knocking at the door
Who will give an answer?
Keep knocking at the door
Who will give an answer?

Sitting on a time bomb.
We are dancing,
Dancing on a thin line,
We are dancing.

Religions on the run,
And the earth has lost its glow.
Many lost their lives,
Who will dry their tears?

The man behind the smiles
Has broken the looking glass.
"Kingdoms have to fall,"
Said the writing on the wall

Dancing on a thin line
Heading for disaster.
Standing at the edge
Who will be a martyr?



Bryan Wilson