dirty road blues

pitiful missionaries

drifting

bemused , 

in the narrow notions of life

seeking

their own truth in lurch

death talks

death takes his toil

on the blink of a eye here

into death's kingdom they walk

are these fools unable to see 

your days are scarce, 

they murmured to me

           so i flung in order to tease disorder

destiny,

             no further than a restless land

it calls you in death

it calls you in dreams

to where ether breeds in

and strives 

within

all your silent ways

to where her words 

still 

drive us 

languidly, 

far away

from the tombs where cold mornings strands, 

leviathan winds elevates it's chant

the violin creations, appealing to the choirs 

the drums sets the rhythm, 

through our mindless isolation

and all life urges, bringing us the rain  

for the feast of a nation

neighbors  

kept the cards away, games are now hidden under their tables

bravery squads of heroes, they bestow in cradles

sharing their fruits

to all the oppressed children