Wanderer
by Tricia Pattinson
The sky is forever changing
Where better to hide the truth
The seekers follow stars
Sometimes they're taken for a ride
The Nine say Blacks are pure
Free of their DNA pollute
But Mother Earth protects her chicks
Even those kidnapped and experimented with
Mother Earth rules the roost
Allowing for variety and forgiving foolary
There are no hierarchies for the wanderer
No separation from Artola
Across the deserts of hearts forlorn
Through the broken shells of homes
Hear the ocean's spray cry out
Too burdened with grief
So many fear the seas
Unprospered hidden dreams
But just beneath the waves
Mountains of rubbish parade
When it all comes through
What will humanity do?
Will we deny its there
Raise and flood Mother Earth?
Or can we agree to clean
Return oceans to pristine
But people are not so strong
Most hold tight to was
Lounging with the guards
Bargaining a way beyond
As long as the seas remain
Their secrets and denials ok
But wanderers will carry on
Noninterference or fate has its hold
It is all collected there
Beneath the oceans of the worlds
Too bad we choose to live in deserts
And fantasize of happier places
A colony will soon take root
As far from seas as the moon
And wanderers will too take flight
Exploring all there is of light
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem