Never Say Die! ! Poem by Hala R Dika

Never Say Die


Never say die.The spirits are strong and the mind belligerent.The heart will dance the ladder of notes and when the music stops, to the butterfly.Sun in, Sun out.Why?Because it is. Why tire ourselves with questioning? What does it matter?And the
Great Mother says here is rain and sky and love and love and love.Bring down your fantasies unto the earth and fight with your bare feet on the warm cement.And though the whole world be watching, there are none but two.And dust to dust and ash to ash, a day, a year, an hour.What actions your feet take, your heart to break and mine. And though the signs be overwhelming, do not make the transformation alone, for I too am changing though still a bag of blood and veins and bone.

So mania they call it. I call it life. I did not beat my fists to blood to be imprisoned by freedom.There can be sorrow under the sun as there is joy under the moon, and the stars, speaking silence.You see!It rains under the bright light!

I speak to you in poetry because we have never been formally introduced. Because we are yet familiar.This is something.I know where you go. We meet in the Drifting.Music is dream.What is real?Life is dream.What is true?Dream is real.We decide.We are the word and the word is action.If they call us dreamers, it is only because their reality is flawed.And what joy should I find in their belated understanding when it has been apparent, born in me? And loneliness born along. But why complain, great sorrows, profound joys.Follow me! I will show you! ! ! Do not trust my skin, I am quite old, wrinkling my soul with living and love.What other purpose should the real world hold?I'll bide my time in loving arms, sings songs, and drink wine.