Gone Missing
In the still of the night
When the coldness bite
The northwinds the trees did rustle
As the fires flicker
With the harmonies of the nights bustle
There lies awake
Some instinctive mistake
The laws of the wild
Should bear in mind
As we listen to our elder
Our healer, sorcerer and befriender
He who speaks the word of wisdom
The history of many generations
All clarity in his explanations
There is a surprise and shock to be
For those who do not hear, or fail to see
We must use our senses
As a standard for our defense
With careless deeds and hasty wishes
Casting whims to tasteless dishes
With carefree vigour and youthful pride
Venture in the unknown
Not noting the story you listen
Rebuking wisdom with a frown
In the abruptness of a storm
You are missing!
The uncertainties of the wild
The only possession you own
Gone,gone, gone, never to return.
Copyright © Reggae Magnet | Year Posted 2012
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