Poachers and lumbermen illegally cleared
wild animals and century-old trees in the Mt. Kenya forest;
a sacred forest in Meru.
Angered by this deeds,
the Njuri Ncheke, council of elders,
sacrificed a ram to the mountain gods,
and from the gods' realm emerged a python-like snake!
If any trespasser is bitten by the snake,
he or she slowly turns to humus!
There's a boy who tested the forest curse,
and grazed his goats in the forest;
they all died......!
A poacher once chased a wild boar,
only to be swallowed by a lake which was a grass
field, only to become a grass field once again!
Dear folks,
don't try getting into the forest,
without the blessings of the elders.....
Categories:
lumbermen, africa, culture, dark, magic,
Form: Narrative
You ask me without words, without moving your mouth
Where did that love we had go, that would've lasted forever, without a doubt?
I answer you, also, without uttering a word, that I know
where it went, it went, where all faded loves go.
Our love is the story of the Sycamore Tree.
To flourish and strengthen and grow up to be
a stronger version of itself, a branch must be taken
from it's large body and carefully planted.
After many years this branch will finally be
a beautiful replica of the first Sycamore Tree.
My heart is that tree that has outgrown its branches.
For the sake of its health, lumbermen carefully cut with lances
This branch that is stunting this tree's evolvement;
ruining the purpose for which it was meant.
If these lumbermen fail to act with urgency and decide to delay,
This tree will give up, sure of it's destiny, and simply wait to decay.
You are the branch, and our love is the dust
That falls from the tree to the ground and is crushed
by the men as they walk, heavily on their feet
after a long days work and make their retreat.
Categories:
lumbermen, love, tree, love, tree,
Form: Ballade