Days Like This
Day like this I want to climb
The Retreat Mountain to its Malvern peak
And hear diverse doves that coo sublime
As my soul its ancient manhood seek
In memory coy
Days like this as mangoes ripe
Sweet on the hunger of the eye, my tongue
Longs its ancient language to speak, wipe
Clean the glut and pus of city lung
And inhale new joy
Days like this I want to fly
From Black River to Gold Coast, and wet
My feet in its river, a brown butterfly
Escaping the hunters' hungry net
Who come to destroy
Days like this, I wish you knew
The story of my journey, my ancient start
To find the thing we could not view
With mortal love and mortal heart
Half conscious in the alloy.
Copyright © L'Nass Shango | Year Posted 2009
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