We Must Mourn

We Must Mourn

We who have suffered
a great great lot
CRY OUT.
For we must mourn.

We who have lost our innocence 
because hate was stronger than love
war brought more pleasure than war
and because
lives became a commodity, 
so we must mourn.

We must hold hands
lay down selfish plans
gather the ashes of
burnt dreams
stunted growth
and the souls of loved ones
gone...
and mourn

For all those lost
we must - 
call their names
pure our voices
pour our love
as libations
to show we are still humans
and we must mourn.

We must mourn
and then when we are done
we must get up
hands clasped tightly, 
and fight.



Shall I Pour into Me

Shall I Pour into Me?


yuh eva feel like seh 
the way how yuh dry
not even a river can quench yuh thirst?

draw from my well that never run dry 

when yuh try plant something
and the grung so tough
every tool you use
end up inna the bin?

draw from my well that never run dry

yuh eva try to figure out
how to dig a well
so deep
when a pure rock 
anda yuh feet?

draw from my well that never run dry

maybe some senna leaf
rhubarb root
to loosen tings up
mek things flow
the right way?

Well anyway I will find my remedy.

I Won

I Won

I fought the devil last night I did
I fought the devil and won
I chased it into the deep night
I chased him into the ground.
No one told me it would be this hard
no body told it would feel so good.

The devil tried to scare me last night
he tried to get me on my knees
It tried to distract me
by putting death in front of me.
But I kept looking into the light
so he couldn't get me.

When I was finished it felt so good 
that I stood at the door and breathed
at the door where I cut him down
I stood and I paused
in relief and thought...

I fought the devil just now and won
My God!

I cried with all of my heart.

The Enemy Within

The Enemy Within


A spring bubbles up and bursts forth
lots of promise 
lots of pomp.
As it gets bigger and flows down
it faces lots of twist and turns.
The winding mounting from which it must descend
made it tired
and it stopped.
it gathered to itself
things it thought
would make it strong 
enough.
With each new stop it gathered more
some good,
mostly bad.
By the time it reached the sea
it had brought new dangers disguised as friend
though it was foe.
Because it loved it the sea 
rejoiced
with open arms
to receive the daggers it had wrought.

Just Say

Just Say


There you are
I know you have much to say
much to share
can you do so now?

I have walked with you
listened as you echoed silence borne of fears
and tears
and deceit
like silent rivers
they have ran deep
and they cut.

But you must heal.

Take back your voice
listen to it
become a sonic bomb
bouncing off walls
that imprisoned you - 
until it leaves cracks.
Let light seep in and the sound take wings
fly 
and touch all
releasing Pan pon pan

Then stand on Pride Rock,
and watch your words create 
pandemonium.

I want to…

I Want to...

I want to get out of here this awful place
a fresh new journey

All I see are the clouds 
that hide all my dreams.
All I see are the small minds
that take you no where.

I want to get out of here this awful place
a fresh new journey

All I see are those dark clouds
they are my nightmares
dreams that speak death not life.
Somebody save me from my doubts.

I want to get out of here this awful place
a fresh new journey

All I see are black clouds
they try to consume me.
I see you
I see your pain as you try to escape.

I want to get out of here this awful place
a fresh new journey

I am drowning in all this rain.

When will the clouds blow away
when will the sun shine again?

Malum discordiea





Malum discordiea

Media Vita in Morte Sumus



Lily had been in that garden,
Where the waters flowed endlessly…
Where the green grandeur of the vegetation,
Soothed the mind and soul.

Then one day, without warning,
She jumped on a rickety rollicking raft,
Along with the slimy traitor;
Who's eyes hypnotized and blinded.

Lily felt so nice going down on that raft-
The wind in her hair,
As the resplendent beauty of what she was leaving behind, swirled by;
Leaving her dizzy with joy.

The ride ended though, in a whirlpool of decay.
The traitor has been ordered to crawl always,
Wandering.

And Lily, 
For her crime,
Has been sentenced to everlasting misery….

 
Malum discordiae= Latin for "apple of discord"
Media vita in morte sumus=Latin for "in the mist of our lives we die"