political ramblings


poems of our tradition

gong! gong!! gong!!!
sisters and brothers,
listen,
i will speak in proverbs and parables.
let her that has understanding
guide him.

" our ancestors have woken the gods of confusion again o! ".
that our elders fold their arms
and watch the slow and steady
darkening of the sun
is a clear indication
that their dream is not far
from the moon's throne.

sisters and brothers,
an endemic dilema beckons,
suspense reigns supreme
in this vacuum that plays
host to all.
all is the seen and the unseen.

the gods of confusion
has taken over
our traditional drums
of worship and praise.
our poems of yore
is at stake.

soon and now,
yes,
now.
the songs of our tradition
will change.
its beat will rise
higher than our heart beat,
the rythms of our songs
will take a new turn.
our dance steps of old
will repent
from traditional to unknown.




Poetry by whisperinvoiz
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Written on 2009-07-26 at 20:50

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I enjoyed reading this very much. very muscial and free flowing, just the way I like it!
2009-07-26