soundtrack for the collapse of the empire.
part vi. final movement.
do not wonder why/ i/ speak like this/
like i/ have a 3rd eye/ that sees
beyond/ and into time/ like a shaman/
modern day magi/ medicine man/
spiritual leader/ there are invisible
chains/ pure metaphor/ but still their
hold is quite real/ a struggle/ between
good and evil/us and them/ where none of us/
are always good/ or always evil/ but
something much more in-between
we will begin to decipher the messages of our mother;
the singing of the birds and the dancing of the monkeys;
the ringing echo of the blowing wind;
the writing in the sand caused by the air’s footprints;
the paintings in underground caves created by ancient rivers.
we will begin to decipher the messages of our mother.
she is waiting for us to understand her-
for us to return her call,
for us not to be so much like our father- fire.