dry bones will rise
Adookorn Auaduma@auadumaadookorn150359
1 month ago
i have a song
a gong
whistle and trumpet
to declare our funny fate
listen, you dry bones -
purified in bath of doubt and fear
- to a voice from the sunrise
heralding freedom from yoke,
long confined in the closet of servitude
awake dry bones
from the mire of morbid fear
unsheathe your verbal swords
with bow and arrow of gushing quill
against tax masters secured den --
castle builders with shadowy bricks
arise, you dry bones,
with rising sun and wading moon,
blinking stars in azure sky
marching forward to genial dawn
through irate clouds of stormy sky
arise, arise from docile cove
underneath rays of sunrise,
free from predatory hawk
with songs, whistle and trumpet
of free rein from weight
shoot verbal swords
bow and arrow of gushing quill;
proclaim new dawn of freewill!
