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Jigsaw Dragons
I dream of my cows
feeding at the edge of the green plains
real African cattle
filled with blood to drink
My wives herd them
slowly towards the kraal
as I close the picket gate
licking my fingers with a full belly
before I turn to the east and sleep
just as our fathers always did
I lie under the stars
pulsing their welcome
our oldest friends
in tune with the seasons
calling my name in shimmers
until I am soothed
by the tree wind smiling goodnight
This is the way
the Gods intended us to live
not huddled in cities
while fine fat fools of politicians
juggle their maps
like jigsaw dragons
conjuring smoke on hearths
where the children are born
and we bake our bread
Let them come
let them stand without shoes
and dig their toes into
the red raw belly of Mother Earth
Let them connect with her soul
Then they can shout if they dare
if they still have voice
to bark out orders
telling us where we can live
feeding at the edge of the green plains
real African cattle
filled with blood to drink
My wives herd them
slowly towards the kraal
as I close the picket gate
licking my fingers with a full belly
before I turn to the east and sleep
just as our fathers always did
I lie under the stars
pulsing their welcome
our oldest friends
in tune with the seasons
calling my name in shimmers
until I am soothed
by the tree wind smiling goodnight
This is the way
the Gods intended us to live
not huddled in cities
while fine fat fools of politicians
juggle their maps
like jigsaw dragons
conjuring smoke on hearths
where the children are born
and we bake our bread
Let them come
let them stand without shoes
and dig their toes into
the red raw belly of Mother Earth
Let them connect with her soul
Then they can shout if they dare
if they still have voice
to bark out orders
telling us where we can live
Published 27th Jan 2010
| Edited 15th Oct 2014
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27th Jan 2010 5:56pm
27th Jan 2010 6:25pm
I wasn't really aiming for subtle but then I've never been a Masai warrior either. Thanks for that cool feedback, Merda.
27th Jan 2010 7:21pm
Subtle is good. Not many peole can do subtle; it's too...subtle. You see people getting angry, indignant and all het up. But I don't think many people (including myself) can contain it really effectively.
Subtle is good.
Subtle is good.
27th Jan 2010 7:52pm
27th Jan 2010 8:13pm
