TO RIVERS OF BABYLON AND ZION SHORES next (Apropos Of A Nona Tanka)
Be aware of this,
We’ve all survived worse:
All ethnicities;
Present day oppressive times
Will also be overcome:-
We’re not a kingdom,
All here are here equally,
And destined to be:-
These oppressive times today,
We must send them on their way:-
These Babylon days,
Shall likewise be cascaded
Into liberty:
We are of Zion sailings;
Liberation shores waiting:-
Come, Babylon child,
Let’s rise up and set our sails;
A new day coming:
We conquering these waters
Of Babylon with justice
Rise up my people,
We have sailing chores to do;
There’s no resting now:-
God’s chartered the way for us;
It’s time to get back on course:-
God’s navigating,
Let us just get to sailing;
The shores are waiting:
Let waves of change froth us on,
With God's wisdom and guidance:-
Remember Zion,
God’s the wind in our sails, too;
Let us sail onwards:
Sailing the ancestral way,
To justice and equity:-
Time to hoist our sails
Into coming winds of change
Sailing likewise waves:
Oppressive Babylon ways,
Daily splashed with Zion froth:-
I adore my beautiful Nona giving birth to my father September 14th 1942 this woman from Mason Italy daughter of Masonery family from Rome culture heritage in one woman's journey to America ancestors from Ellis Island I won't mention my grandfather a complete womanizer my Nona family helped my pop while serving in WWII Somewhere in Italy my Nona's family bringing breadbto the troops in my pops platoon the many pioneer women raising a family from Rome mi Nonna Irish Italian blessing Mason Keaton what a wonderful blessing baptising me from God Nona Mason Italy Ciao Bella
Anida Mann & Baron Ready
April Showers & Wade Rivers
Bertha Saylor & Abel Crews
Bunny Bunns & Wilt Dailey
Burl E Pecker & Phyllis Upman
Candy Cane & Hedon Succor
Chastity B. Lowe & Noah Hoare
Crystal Clear & Robin Blind
Demi Tasse & Felix Ottic
Emery Board & Harry Burns
Fanny B Hind & Gopher Broke
Gaye B Hind & Ben Dover
Helen Highwater & Goliath Yonder
Iona Studd & Frank Lee Smutt
Ivy Nurse & Levi Tate
Judy Light & Christian Dark
Kitty Purring & Lyon Bastard
Libby Doe & Ida Wannamaker
Lily White & Cole Black
Lucy Furr & Gene Splicer
Master Bader & Linda Hand
Minnie Crumbs & Graham Krakurs
Mona Lott & Val A Parker
Nona Fleet & Barret Awl
Ophelia Balls & Les de Witt
Penny Pincher & August Spender
Peter Fountain & Neva Swallow
Querida Quaker & Axel Greece
Randy Longfellow & May B. Knott
Sandy Beech & Rip Tyde
Tim Burr & Betty Falls
Uma Sermon & Caesar Bush
Venus de Flower & Jerry Attric
Wanda Liquor & Hugo Furst
Willow Whisper & Neil Down
Winona Bett & Willfred Harden
Xina Rating & Tanner Hyde
Yvonne Adam & Rock N Eden
Zinnia Flowers & Owen Breeders
Paige Turner & Justin Thyme
senselessly
my Mum
though
i know
from where
she came
until the
day she
passed away
still carried
baggage
from
where she had
come from
other then
from my
Nonna who
we called
Nona be
cause
she said so
america
now we
live so
parla solo only
Inglese we
are now
them
and will
become
and fit
in so
no worry about
names and
taunting
even if
it seems
the ropes
seem to
be ever
tightening
for though
they throw
words
like wop just
stop and
pick up
that
coal that they
threw at you
we'll use it
to cook
dinner but this
will persist in
your mind
for a life
time and as
time passed
by i saw my
Mum in a
grocery store
we kissed
and hug
ed but
she whispered
in my ear
don't buy
oranges
now because
next week
the price
is going
to be
less
Nona is love with a spoon in her hand,
To stir the pot or smack your hand.
She's free with her hugs, her stories, her food,
But if your bad she comes unglued.
She hustles and bustles all over the place.
She fusses and worries and gets in your face.
If she can't solve your problems with food and a hug,
She'll call in a priest and get down on the rug,
To pray for your soul and your problems she'll share.
With the priest and The Lord she'll lay her heart bare.
If you don't have a boyfriend then she's sealed your fate.
She'll call up her nephew and get you a date.
Never tell her you're hungry 'less you want to be fed.
She'll feed you till your eyes bug out of your head;
And when she feeds you you'd best clean your plate.
If you don't eat it all then her food you must hate.
Then her feelings are hurt and you feel like a cad,
So eat till you're sick so she don't feel bad.
She's the queen of the guilt trips and the queen of hearts,
But she does give new meaning to the phrase,"Ow! that smarts."
Her eyes still twinkle though she's withered and old,
But when God made her, He broke the mold.
some believe
what some
believe
that to take
a photo of
them
is to
take
from
them
a part of
their soul and
so wanting
or should say
trying to grasp
what
happens
after the snap
shot
is taken
have i taken
or
took
part of
their
soul now
on my camera
roll
waiting
to be developed
but
what
of the old
photo
of my Nona
and Nono what
if i
take a
photo of
their photo
am I stealing
a piece of their
soul's soul
on a stool
in my Nona's
kitchen sitting
watching there was
no food channel
it wouldn't have
mattered she had
no television
she was our
Italian Julia
Child
on a stool
in my childhood
i would watch
my Nona cook
without words
without recipes
a pinch of this
and three
bay leaves
for the
trinity
as time passed
before Nona
passed she passed
a rooted plant to
my Mum which
grew and then
before my Mum
passed she passed
some of the same
rooted plant to
me which
i planted now
walking in my
backyard smelling
the fresh scent of
Nona and Mum's
kitchen i cut
without
measurement
or recipe the needed
amount i know i need
oregano
Forgetting to forget, the sorrows of time
Amongst the trees watch the butterfly fly
Oh! to long for that which I have not
To not yield when all is distraught.
You wish to change fate
Whose path so intricate and yet so mundane
Like a river, it moves it swirls, angles and in the end, does stop
Invisible strings entwined as is Nona’s art
Husband pens his love
After one year of marriage
Proud to be your spouse
Partner in deepest spirit
Yesterday and tomorrow
Blessings of a happy home
Irresponsible poet
Responsible Nona May
Turned it all around
Horizons unbound
Dancing through the galaxy
Astronomical glitter
Yearning to be creative
Never giving up on you
On this very special day
Notions of passionate love
Anon and henceforth
Merrily we sing
Astral connectivity
You and me both bless'd
venice seemed a bit
moving today i'd wondered
over genova's coast
hardly a peek over masone's
entrance father was beneath himself
filled with bitter rage
it appeared my fetish for clark's
trouser's boosted family morale
i'd covered this endless romance
several months now
keeping watch over
my grandmother's
crest of identity a sullen logo
that read milan descending
aimously into corleone valley
weathered so cringing almost
with thee farewell findings
omerta standing in view
silence emerged an yet
i could only whisper his name
within this tiny village how different
we were how divided on appian way
our ancestor's balanced seperation
segrgation among italian
hemesphrere who am i now
thee darkest bella
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*JUST A REMINDER: Some of these words are made up to go along with the story line. For
these purposes, the lyrics must sound like they are being said in a ritual.
[CHORUS]
Nona, Kemina, Su So Sar Set.
Nona, Kemina, Nasu, Parquet.
Pyra Que Nesu
Adonde es Jesu?
Pyra Habita, Nasu Parqut
[MATIRAH]
When the green grass grows
And the flowers bloom
I hear the fleminade growing to my humble tune
Its bright and its warm
All life is being born
I feel the breath of life upon my soul
[ALL]
Myra, Petita, Kanku Le Sut
Sinya, Perita, Paronde de Cumbet
All life has grown
Our love for life is shown.
Myra, Petita, Kanku Le Sut.
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