Killamanjaro: "Dear Sevelita.."
the nights have found me alone; surrounded by snow..drifting asleep..
footprints disappear like a voice's sound'll erode...as drips in a sea..
that whisper of peace, she spoke in poems of a wish to sit with the beach
..counting sandstones, seagrape seeds...ocean foam comes kissing her feet
so I miss when we speak, I miss her hands till I've grown cold in this snow
without her tempo, rhythm, cadence this poem is no emotion, just ghost
that hopes to be whole; a spirit broken the night she showed me her soul
..floating to home, leaving a son with a grave that only grows as a hole
alone in the cold, still heeding the beliefs I could feel you speak thru..
even behind prison walls my dreams were the priest I'd used to seek you
..and find peace too, where anything's real, where memory is magic..
where I can resurrect any dream, but still I haplessly carry your casket..
..after its happened, I still hadn't slept...life is still a challenged step..
I hadn't anything before and now I have less...the pain is all I have left..
..its my last breathe, that's about to come next...so I live above death..
trying to run from loved ones but I'm the person I haven't loved yet..
..so am I the one dead? I'm still stunned...still the one trapped..
...but I'm willing to be free coming to you if you never comeback..
Maria Sevelita Forbes
1916 to 1999
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Killimanjaro: "Til Shiloh"
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August 15th, 2004, 09:26 AM
..strangest...feelings, I'm feeling....but Jah love we will always believe in
...though you may think my faith is in vain, til Shiloh we chant Rastafari name
clutching my troubles, succumbing to stress, in the past I've learn to struggle with less
..still humbled in flesh, praise stars in the east then rest when the Sun's in the west
I've seen tribal wars, where rivals fall...only to triumph all, drawn by a higher law
..this small axe, inspired in the palms of Gods to cut thru the idiocy of idle talk
you know me, the voices you've avoided for so long, poisoned for so long
..your conscience disjointed, but even recoiling from disappointments can go wrong
..and I see it...seas of people feeling defeated, were the most easily misleaded
..left with no faith, but it goes both ways, disbelief is when inner peace is most needed
yes, I feel your pain, and empathize, when those demons came I was mesmerized
..more so, by the insane policies and fake philosophies you suddenly claim to recognize
but I seen it coming, atheism is ancient, so your fake enlightenment isn't current
..gay loving isn't sudden, I've seen it all, and I can assure you I can foresee judgement
when it started off, I could hear the existentialist's disheartened scoffs
..feeding opiates of doubt, but this is the first drug war that Charles Darwin lost
..even you're crumbling too...calling me self-righteous while succumbing to truth
my theism over me-ism, but the realism is seen when egoism is more becoming of you
..your social neurosis is endless, putting fences between ego and empress
no man is an island, we live harmoniously, positivity over negative is the essence
..earth is not commanded, your beliefs deem the human race as aliens stranded
..on a foreign, hostile land, to destroy, redefine, defeat, crush and crumble this planet
we destroy when frightened, so you must be coy to claim you're enlightened
..consume with pride, refuel with lies, when what you despise hides behind the iris
the man you can't see, so who's self-righteous when it isn't my hand that commands me
..your selfish plans flee, at the glance of a race of man united yet stand free
.....so...till I'm laid to rest, there is no life in the flesh...tongues soon'll confess
won't succumb to defeat, when Mosai speak, those voices of death are put to rest