Monday, July 30, 2012

The Poets Korner: The Dust

The Dust
The dust rises from the beaten ground 
The drum of a thousand feet 
Pound pound 
The chant of ancient voices invoking freedom 
Singing an unwritten song
Calling mother Africa
Calling back generations 
Calling together gods that existed before the nations, stations, and invitations.
Beaded arms flailing digging up millennia
This is our history written in dust and stamped into the earth
And its given birth to everything since. 

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