Mother Nature's Son
in the midst of forlorn spirits
i seek refuge
goddess of weightless night
do you hear or see?
or do i shout in vain?
a trickle for the nihilists
an ocean for the optimists
your promises of equality
empty promises and nothing more
but i won't have it this way
don't you see?
my heart is sullen, sewn shut
your black blood will not seep within
yet here i stand
beneath your branches
upon your fallen leaves
winter has come and gone
but your buds show no visible signs of rebirth
the brazen skies forsake this blade
but i will hold it steady to the roots
if you will not fight with me
then i shall fight against you
...long ago i wasn't much like this
a father, a mother, a childhood
but the thickness of the flame
engulfed us, not myself alone
everything i've cherished
a teenhood so unscorned
and an education so learned
a wife and child and home
all of my own
but the thickness of the flame
engulfed them, and it engulfed my birthrite
my very meaning towards life
so what shall i do?
watch as you too are whittled away
like so many villages i've razed
speak to me! tell me that which i must know!
and forgive me for what i've done
and what i may do...
...i'm a fool
i will remove my blade and wait
i cannot force this
like they forced me
so i will sit with no anger nor vengeance
clouding my intentions
i will sit here and wait
within the womb of your trunk
even if i am to turn to stone
and erode to dust
i will wait for your whispers on the wind
to touch my lips and ease my mind to sleep
Copyright © Val Murah | Year Posted 2007
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