My Darien
Dear heart alone and longing to smile
Tarry me your time, read my words awhile.
My eyes like an eagle alone in the sky
Have scanned panorama and providence
For a reason that this void in which I fly
Will bring me a Darien as my recompense.
I do not ask for much, except to climb
A its hill like Drake, and see the Pacific sublime.
How else shall I claim a value at court
How else shall my talent serve the earth
Unless some institution say to me report
With learning's pedigree, weave our mirth!
All my life from school to school I have gone
Searching for the El Dorado of dawn
While from street to street still I flounder
An exile held by chains of human blunder
While each plumbed depth says my sounder
Is congruent the world's, I'm wasted thunder.
So let the dawn that I can move across this land
Free as any man to use an unrestricted hand
And give this shining citadel a brighter light
To guide the pilgrims coming through the night
My Darien will given if only they would write
To tell medal me free in survival last fight.
Copyright © L'Nass Shango | Year Posted 2009
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