The Messenger(Life Of A Talker)

Like autumn leaves  
disowned by their trees  
Words poured out his lips  
Floating amongst his fellow breed  
 
Eyes pondered within  
Though better than absorbing  
Was found observing-  
The brands that covered the skin  
 
Like a prophet to a Pharasee
The message became the wind  
From the man with the invisible team  
Who seeked a way to unglue the glued mind
 
And awaken the breed from the chained dream  
So they could finally try out their pride suits  
of knowledge and wisdom that unites all  
Not quite in wealthy land and estates  
 
But rather in blood  
Bone and flesh.

Till his bones dried  
And flesh gradually flew with the dust  
earth and flesh riding in the wind as one
 
And blood fed the earth  
and all became a wind
they named-  Life Of A Talker  
Though the real name was,  
 
‘A Messenger’