The sun still rises,
Savannas awaken with hoots,
Life breathes, heart still beats.
dazzle of zebras
moving through savannas~~
dazzling sight
Kenya’s Goddess came in hard and fast
With wind that ruffled the grasses of the savannas
The trees felt her presence and cringed
Wondering if she would uproot them
She is all powerful they warned the animals
The lions stayed to watch, but the meerkats hid
Kenya’s Goddess came in hard and fast
With wind that ruffled the grasses of the savannas
The trees felt her presence and cringed
Wondering if she would uproot them
She is all powerful they warned the animals
The lions stayed to watch, but the meerkats hid
In our souls, an insatiable desire resides
A force compelling, where reason often hides
A primal instinct, hidden deep below
Millennia of evolution, it's hard to overthrow
Man and woman, our ancient kin
Yet modernity's journey did begin
Acknowledging our past, beyond mere bones and art
In the quiet of our minds, we find a different start
Evidence, the bedrock of our quest
In every facet of life, we request
But in matters of faith, when shadows take flight
Perhaps that's where we falter, in the absence of light
We emerged from the Savannas, hairless, and free
For many, this truth might not sit easily
Yet reality relies not on feelings alone
In this beautiful tale, a brutal truth is known
Extinction, not the exception, but typically the rule
In the grand tapestry of life, the relentless school
So, embrace the urges, accept the facts
As countless before us, in reason, we'll react
Conscious creatures, from the Savannas we rose
In this fleeting existence, our time swiftly goes
Let's cherish this life, our transient abode
In unity with nature, let our spirits freely unfold
A classroom of wonders of earth and space
Eons ago a few hundred, the human race
Mankind comes out of African Savannas of gold
One color, one people, a tale to unfold
And perhaps guided by one love
The fertile land below the sky above
Quakes have not yet parted lands
Nor do the people yet part in bands
Souls in abundance, with patience await
To be born and make happen their fate
We wonderful humans now evolve
Spirits entering bodies, their resolve
It must have been heavenly at first
Enjoying, nature’s glory, fully immersed
Love and trust and little to fear
So far from despair and to Eden so near
We can try to hide it
Most will attempt to push the thoughts down
We’re not naturally virtuous creatures
It’s quite the contrary - we’re monsters deep down
From the savannas we arose
Fighting fiercely to survive
Selfish, instinctive, amoral, and impulsive
Ironically, that's why we’re alive
We were forged in the primordial fires
Evolved, an anxious woman, an aggressive man
For centuries we have deceive ourselves
By saying, it's all part of God's plan
We were thrust into a world
That's far different than our ancestors home
It's a new world of abundance
Where the instinctual beast is losing control
So, we sublimate our behavior
We profess a altruistic loving heart
All the while ignoring
The monster, lurking in the dark
If we can let go of the story
Acknowledge the suffering and pain
There a chance to rise above the instincts
That are causing the most pain
Acknowledge - to live is to suffer
Recognize - conscious awareness is the burden of humanity
Accept the drive within us
Cause that's the truth - and the truth is what sets us free
“We stopped checking for monsters under our bed when we realized they live within us”
The Joker
Amber of golden flakes wither to a crisp
And green vines slither up the tree's limb.
Hills flourish up around like a wind's cold wisp
That leaves nothing more than this Grim.
Wrenched cries have eternalized
Its great wrath to say the very least.
How must this loving soul be fertilised?
For faults subsided have been released.
Vast gray savannas gloom the soul's tongue.
Rolling fogs cross lands, fearing nothing to bloom.
A deep abyss that cleanses your minds of gloom,
Fork the everglades to trench the spirit unrung.
We can try to hide it
Most will attempt to push the thoughts down
We’re not naturally virtuous creatures
It’s quite the contrary - we’re monsters deep down
From the savannas we arose
Fighting fiercely to survive
Selfish, instinctive, amoral, and impulsive
Ironically, that's why we’re alive
We were forged in the primordial fires
Evolved, an anxious woman, an aggressive man
For centuries we have deceive ourselves
By saying, it's all part of God's plan
We were thrust into a world
That's far different than our ancestors home
It's a new world of abundance
Where the instinctual beast is losing control
So, we sublimate our behavior
We profess a altruistic loving heart
All the while ignoring
The monster, lurking in the dark
If we can let go of the story
Acknowledge the suffering and pain
There a chance to rise above the instincts
That are causing the most pain
Acknowledge - to live is to suffer
Recognize - conscious awareness is the burden of humanity
Accept the drive within us
Cause that's the truth - and the truth is what sets us free
“We stopped checking for monsters under our bed when we realized they live within us”
The Joker
A Bed of Hay
Across the fields a long time ago,
Where sparrows flew and lilies grew,
I skipped in play oblivious to hate,
And ran with the wind and sang with the beasts.
And slept on a bed of hay in America,
And dreamed of my home in Africa,
Where my heart gazed upon the children,
Who experience the breath of freedom.
Where the big cats prowl and elephants tramp,
And wildebeest herds roam the savannas.
And rivers churn with hippopotamuses,
And jungles swell with birds and gorillas.
And wonder what it would be like to be young again,
Without the child gone, free of pain.
What is life's meaning?
What is the purpose in life?
I'm afraid humanities insatiable appetite for answers
Is creating existential angst in our lives
A brain hardwired on the savannas
Full of fear and aggression has become wise
This is the true devil in the workshop
It has nothing to do with an idle mind
In fact, an idle mind has time to contemplate
Time to gain perspective and unwind
The trouble is the burden of awareness
We are responsible - and aware of our impermanence - we all die
Those who use reason and logic
Pay a huge sacrificial price
Their ability and to stay calm in the moment
Is view by the masses as a cold - uncaring devise
We’ll continue down this path of fragility
Deflecting, distorting reality all the while
We sublimate collectively
Like sheep - following in complete denial
An awakening is imperative
We must learn to accept that which we can and can not control
A commitment to do better
And be dedicated to the process of letting go
There was a giraffe
living somewhere in the savannas
a nightmare was its confusing life
laughable its appearance
Bits of its head dotted the body
the tail and bones had bits of the head
most of the legs were made up of head
and the external brain gave essence to the body
To think and reason with wisdom
eyes, ears and brain must migrate into head
scattered bits of head have to reassemble
and the legs must stand in attention
Then a crisis emerged from the bush;
hungry and desperate came a lioness.
Poor giraffe took time to assemble brain bits
and the hungry lioness had her feast day
OH !AFRICA.
Alone I stand on foreign land,
My home is here, my heart not true,
Oh ! Africa, your soul I crave.
Through destiny, my pathway ‘s made,
Where eagles rest on mountain peaks,
My youth is back to heights I seek,
with winds that howl to oceans roar,
I found my place at nature’s door
Oh Africa ! my sacred place,
I share your love of open space,
My star of hope, it rises there,
My home my country’s life I share
Savannas health that rivers bring
In habitat of the lion king
©Copyright M..A. Bell
The zealous zebra
Roams in savannas and eats
Grass - white stripes shimmer
Soft and tangible nature caresses my skin
as if to comfort me in its own sorrow;
a soothing sound
soaring over the savannas.
Silky ripples in the tall grass
appear to hush time itself;
all is silent while they embrace
searing wounds in human minds.
Seeping into the cracks of
an icy heart after wisdom has hardened it,
after kindness has left
surely this tender breeze will strive unto oblivion.
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