Klynic

They say men and women bled to give you life Many of whom are forgotten with each passing year Yet still, you smile and love despite the growing strife It’s fine, I wouldn’t tell... if you shed a tear How many of your children remember your fight How many see the hole they create every time they run Far away from you with all their souls might Leaving you to the mercies of those who watch you burn For every call you make for them to come home They go further still, denying their ancestry They traverse the world, sailing from Greece to Rome Avoiding your borders with purposeful artistry The few of us who make you smile The very few who stay true to origin Driven by greed, soon become guile Separated from you by a very broad margin It hurts, I know it hurts so bad Each time I write I hear you weep Begging to smile again and not stay sad Hoping your love, we will one day... keep Africa, mother like no other Africa, hear today the crie...

THE KLYNIC - Songwriter, screenwriter, blogger, Author, Husband, Father, Brother and Friend . Songwriting is art, art in it's purest form. It is one of the oldest methods of storytelling that dates all the way back to the time of our fathers and foremothers😁. Many things we know about our world today, were embedded in songs and passed from generation to generation, and it's only common to find songs that have transcended time, and the few that are particular to a select group of individuals.  DISCLAIMER: There are no hard or fast rules to songwriting, so I'm not about to give you formulas here.   One thing you should keep in mind is the fact that storytelling at its very core, needs to evoke empathy or its communication will be shortlived.  I was honoured to be invited by Aijay  to her wonderful corner😉, where she lets professionals guide her followers on certain things that relate to their field. I would not be teaching you how ...