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Once we were wild
In the temple of the forest we filed
The hum-di-dum-dum of the drum
Filled the air
As the moonlight glare
Filled the space
Between the snare
All dressed in their finest flare
For the affair
Stones, shells, herbs, flowers and feathers
Intertwined in our hair
Not a care amongst us
Nothing to shame us
We were blameless
And forgotten
On the edge of the world
We were fine
And happy
Collecting the resin of the sapling
No need for conquest
But then they came
Friends. Romans. Men of countries.
They came
Telling us to bend the knee
For the cross
Now we are lost
Disconnected from nature
Disconnected from our brothers and sisters
That still dance
In the freedom and joy
Of unconquered souls
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Comments (8)
This is excellent 😍😍
I like this one, and the picture in the beginning of the thumbnail gives me an eerie feeling. However, it's not the person in the skull that I should've worried about for the eerie feeling, as Your poem states it's the "Friends. Romans. Men of countries." I felt like I just read about an entire culture's subjugation as they were wrongfully stripped of their culture. Well done. I too wish to be more connected with nature than what we have as of today, but that our stubbornness refuses us to search for better ways to remain connected as how we should be. Besides that the only gripe I have about this is that You literally use every tag under poets for this. I get it, it fits under more than one category, but placing it underneath all of them sort of seems to undermine the message, the theme, of Your poem and even what other poem communities do. Maybe I'm just not seeing why it fits in every Poets community tag, but that's my two cents.
Wonderful 🙂
Excellent piece. Well done.
Love the image of this excellent dark piece
We are lost. This is a great piece. Well done.
Well done! I love how this so eloquently shows the speaker's world being upended by the conquerers.
Love this!!! Well done!!!💖💖💕