Anciet Voices Poem by Ruvimbo Mundopa

all loud clear and vivid
in my throat i thrive to speak as you
all that clings to my mind and soul are your spoken words
oh ancient voice hear my cry

we are the children of your soil
we are the off-springs of your fruit
we are the choir of your melodies
we are the listeners to your voice
oh ancient voices

these lands of your soil bring forth food and water
but your ancient voices bring life and hope
oh ancient voice hear my cry!

let your love that surrounds us keep us always
from where ever you are take control and guide
oh ancient voices whisper in my ears that i maybe like you!