Your own culture

21 Sep 2018

billyc
The news tells of everyday death
in numbers!
Horror, starvation, poverty, money, racism, crime, success, global warming, pollution
After all is said....
Numbness!

As if this.... is life...

The roots of life, a distant sun, cannot be undone
as the fire still yearns in every soul
Lost and damaged many roam
As the uniqueness of yourself 
through aeons of disruption, seems controlled!!

How many of mankind still feel the sun, and the rain.....
On their skin as you breathe the crisp clean air
of an unspoiled forest and pure sea
Lost in the fire , mesmerized by the flames
And ever still wonder who else was there
before this age came to be.

Believe in ourselves, or is it a system
Does the wind still cry the ancient praises
of wild spirits,
or rather...
Do we ever listen?

Ancient cultures born pure in nature,
as one,
are coming undone.
Greed, fear wealth, obsession, possession, war and strife
When last did your heart 
experience joy of an innocent melody by playing children sung 



Peace, love, faith, hope, joy, freedom,compassion and togetherness
Resides forever
Nevertheless...
As many a kind hand and heart reveal.
An age lost in translation
Still has beautiful minds, that hear the songs
and really... feel...


Lost cultures still embedded in hidden places
And lightens up many faces
And the true message of a time so distraught
Is that we can on ourselves resort
To create a new page of new light
That burned like Angels in ancient firelight
And the beginning of every new day
Shall not only be in dismay,
of bad news or a lost cause
But a culture that each of mankind
through kindness and understanding,
can endorse...

And so through all the turmoil of who we think we be
Away from the stars, but on the dirty streets.
There is the gift of your own culture,
Something you at will, can nurture...
And spread the wings of a divine existence,
One that will shine,
through persistence.

And so, we live on
After all that is done...

Smile at the flames

knowing,

That your uniqueness, 
is ever yours
No matter what your name.

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billyc

I live out in the bush veld away from society. I love art, writing songs and poetry, photography and music... and mindfulness. I feel a good way to free your soul of obstacles and uncertainties, and basically anything in life, is to express yourself...

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