Black Lullaby Poem by Ezio Olubelleau

Little child, crying a river, 

Tell me, should I roll over, 

To wipe your tears with songs, 

And make your heart grow strong.

Little child, tearing through the streets, 

Should I sing lullabies to the beats,
To wipe your tears with smiles, 

And walk with you for miles.

Little child, lost to the night, 

Look up at the stars and light, 

They'll chase away your fears, 

Like black lullaby, remain for years.

Little child, with eyes so wide, 

I will be by your side, 

To whisper songs so sweet, 

And make your night complete.