Tuesday, 11 January 2011

"The Name means Divided, but the Hearts Stay United" - Poetry Feature

We are Lost

By Nezyah Amas

We are the lost Kings & Queens of the richest soil; we wear crowns of vivid shades of mahogany, olive and caramel,
Our spirit & potential lies beyond the height at which the light in the sky lies upon,
Ambidextrous with our hands & feet to the heart beat of music,

Savannah lands & jungles dwell in our lungs for we possess the gospel spell of a tropical bird,
The trumpets of heaven’s elephants, the battle cry of the lion pride,
The joy & laughter of hyenas,

We are the blood line of hunters, who braved wild herds of wilder beasts,
Sailed beyond horizons with a navy of wooden canoes,
Mind states of infinite wisdom & instinct to see digital watches in the skies and shadows,
The healing properties of Mother Nature’s meadows,

We are descendants of those who sparked the first notions of mechanical science,
And harnessed the seeds of life from crops for food & architecture, taming the ocean defiant,
Those who stole the beauty of flowers & trees, to lavish carvings and garments,
With the tears of joy from the colour itself.

We are blessed with mothers, daughters & sisters with beauty of celestial height,
Perplexing the angels with dark skin, that shines so bright,
Our story is the river of the universe expanding beyond sight,

We were royal from birth; we are the Lost Kings & Queens,
Many have been cast to cages or ocean deep graves, from being beaten or slaughtered,
But in tribute, we must rise above the tide, because our blood will always be thicker than water.

Written By Nezyah Amas

Art & Photography from 
Deviant Art: Brinkdj, Grini, Sabin-Boykinov, 

Campaign Posters from Charity
'AMREF' African Medical & Research Foundation

 'Charity begins at home, but it should not end there.'

Peace, iL.

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