afrika
the rivers of the wilderness,
polluted and looted by modern philosophy
...
i have wings to my soul
the wings over the shadow
of the silent words
to run me a day after all,
...
...a moment of silence
then i heard a voice
from afar in silence
a voice of a family in silence
...
What if there was no family?
would there still be marriage?
what if there was no marriage?
would there still be divorce?
...
it transcends to my thoughts
yet another day of mine
the day of my born day
as i age more today
...
the heartbeat is the snare
and the drum beat within the flare.
...
you were a star
each time i looked
so humbly at your darling face
...
(better) done than said
the sounds between the lines
of the words i speak
...
bare
without care
as i run to my share
wings
...