L'Nass Shango Poet Free verse

I Heard a Song Today

I heard a song today
That bird song so sweetly
But whatever did it say
It seems to use an ancient tongue
From a far antiquity
A civilization from a prison sprung
A long forgotten melody

I heard a song today
A score sheet of my pain
My identity in a jar of clay
My history in an unknown refrain
What bird is this
From where now does it come
What ancient shore today
Post bail and give it freedom

I heard a song today
Words from a better dictionary
And yet still strange, strange, I say
This phantom archeology
This flower of a voice
Amidst the scrunching city's noise
Fades on a cold anxiety
But the bird won't go away

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David Smalling November 20, 2010 at 8:01 PM I feel this way sometimes, Shango. It is like I speak a voice that can never know me, and so little too know of it. History is a burden we bear in a similar way. We are the last of the academic poets (though I know you once rejected labels).