Word & Sound part 2

Word and Sound part 2

The day was dying for the full moon by the woods

As women gathered their daughters to collect firewood

In the nearby forest before dawn. Word was with them

As their loudest voices echoed from the wilderness, hidden

Treasures revealed before the eyes of the youngest generation,

For the day had come to end its journey. Great songs of great men

And women untold their mystical revelation. The night had fallen

Behind its shadows, and grandmothers sat around as word was spoken

In native tongues to the future, for golden days had gone, the unknown had come,

The unforeseen is yet to unfold its wings before the new day is born.

Abstract realities expressed in the musical undertones like taboos – our norms

Have faded in foreign like forbidden souls of the broken hearted. Shadows have gone

Behind cross corners, the little corners of a circle beneath the human in us,

For word is sound, good sound, spoken word, ancient word, modern word, teach us

The word in you O word of the genesis of human,

Because I am human. And I wish word was human…

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Onalethuso Petruss Buyile Mambo Ntema

The Voice of a Shadow, 2017