My Dance

He asked for some sun today-

Just as I almost had my ray.

Well, my moon must wait a while,

A while now, a while long as the Nile.

But only a while as said-

For this is no raid

Just a statement on right

And consideration of a plight.

In time it is law

As his is refined and mine raw.

So goes the play,

The leading act holds all at bay.

And what a performance,

All marvel at his brusk portance,

He then comes to my nest,

And asks, “Dear what’s next?”

No dance is as familiar as this,

Well practiced, no step amiss.

The beats of culture within booms

As my mind’s hips tweaks and turns.

Hear the strings of religion sooth

In trace, I swing to gospel truth.

And the lore chants hum…

I am frenzied lost in cautionary gum…

… then that it hits me!

An expression in a dazing spree…

Intoxicating in every definition

Vocals! Education into submission.

Unconscious and yearning I swear

To every word I hear.

No dance is as familiar as this,

Well practiced, no step amiss.

Sought and taught and learnt

Thus I wear the accepted hat.

But alas the world is no vacuum

Its dance erodes the caution tomb…

As beats of reason mesmerize-

And strings of emotions ionize.

With every breathing in

Experience charges the unseen.

I swirl and spring and swing…

Then I heard it! Ear splitting

A voice in its infinite strength-

Told time’s depth.

I am drowned and whirled

As life dances with the world.

What to make of it?

This is no skit!

He asks for some sun today

Just as I almost have my ray.

And off the dances go!

Banging in a chaotic show!

For culture with no reason

Is gravely worn…

And emotion gives worth

To religious truth.

In right I jig and swing

To my own musical fling.

Aren’t Lores created-

From experience survived.

Doesn’t time educate me-

And I delightfully pree?

Thus in my dance we all shine.

All in balance with no repine.

Kenzia  

Monday, March 12,2019