Pen Dance Poem by Cheryl Griffith

My pen bops and moves in slow cadence
To the soft throb of melodic words
Inviting poetry Come
Partake in this great celebration
Of freedom and sovereignty
Earned from fiery struggles
Burnt into our history like cane
Not by fame or favour
But with sweat and fortitude
For love of country this freedom came
In sleepless nights and endless toil
To battle rule of crown
Fathers of our nation, brothers of our soil
You who travail with determination and triumph
Hurdling systems of political barriers
And fierce foreign strife
To liberate this country
From clutch of colony
How your tears must have flowed
To bring us this liberty
Though, now silenced into the night
And in your peaceful eminence lie
Yet still, your coat of glory wears
It's my prayer that you will hear
It is for you I do this pen dance
Like a flag, I raise this poem high
Hail, accept my gratitude and praise