A King’s Dance


I got stamina
Running helter skelter
From the ghost shadows
My past breathes in anger
I am, that all blames follow.

Stand still
And catch of breath, a feel.
The horizon air whistles
The hoarse tongue of past pages
Yet I hear the silence spoken.
The tongue of the future is soothing.

Amidst wranglings of the world’s wrangle
I feel the drum beats that spook
My cells to the vibe of my circle.
Fontom fontom. I hear the gong !!

Swerve off chasing ghosts
I dance.I got stamina.

©Lansah Lawrence
Dec. 2016



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