Lamentation

Poetry In Motion:
I Am Zimbabwean

Poetry In Motion:
Footprints On The Sands Of Time (2)

WHEN I'M GONE..!

When I'm gone.......
This river flowing in her turbulence,
Wishing to free her waters from impediments
Will swallow the streets of your great house
And the city called of Angels will weep
As she will be taken beyond the rays of the sun
And shut where darkness has no moon to companion...

When I'm gone....
This troubled wind of the east
In her travail to reach the west
Will in a rage send her breath to your people
And in anguish the children will call for the tomb
And mothers in their prayers will curse the womb
For man will be taken where love finds no heart
And fathers will be silenced where  sin finds no forgiveness

When I'm gone....
This fire that burns from a candle
And lights a cigarette for the smoker
Will in the hands of Russia flame to the heavens and burn the skies..
The stars will fall and smoke will cover America and her hills
The house of commons will fail with fear
As the sun will draw closer and melt the iron
Africa, Asia, Israel, the Palestinians
Every harp will play no more music
And every note will fall and shall never rise again

When I'm gone....
This earth which holds life and its forms
Will in her desire to free herself from impediments
Of man and his laws of science
Open her mouth to God in a violent cry that will shake all life and matter
And this sign you see here of liberty
Will be swallowed beneath the graves
Where freedom has no right and the law sees no light
The humming bird will sing without a nest
The dove and the eagle will fly high to see their rest
Men and women will not hide from death
And the elderly will weep in remembrance of this voice
When I'm gone..

Poetry In Motion:
The Lament Of The Wind

The heart speaks,
In darkness seeks,
To find love,
And the silence of peace,
Within the violent fires,
Is the harmony of flames,
East stands for west to be,
As night was, to be day,
So is what we are.