The sound so discreet like the Carlos Ghosn escape
Like a lion's roar only heard afar of in Lebanon
Pouring into the gorge in a torrent of quiet and comfort
Way away from the prying eyes of the Japanese judiciary
But the tectonic vibrations rich faraway lands of freedom and joy
Whose screen of white frothy waters cascade over the stubborn rocks
Even the seismic funeral procession in the streets of Teheran
Could not silence the silent thundering thud of the falling cascade
My innards rejoicing in the torrent of the cool embrace
The rainbow hug, a sweet reminder of who we are together
Oh, how I wish the river would flood again and cover the devils pool
Fools will find no reason to dance on the edge again.
Phillip Nine Mafunga
6 January 2020
A very interesting poem. Well articulated...10. Please kindly check my poems HOPE and THE BEAUTY OF DEATH and leave your comments and ratings
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful picture of our Victoria Falls through a poetic brush. Lovely
Thanks Mark, I appreciate.