a voice encircled by official fears government troops ghost dancers in china iran cuba mongolia the states prophets are everywhere dancing to truth’s music disappearing from the circle of life for spreading the word of those unheard bound to this earth covered with diseased blankets of lies listen to the chanting love chanting peace chanting freedom but then silence
That last bit was unnerving — “but then…silence”. I hope the dancers aren’t silenced forever…the picture made me think of a Aztec dance troupe I saw this summer — very moving.
Hello Sir I hope that you are in the pink of your health. I am happy to see you writing cool poems yet and increasing the nutrients of your poem… But i am sorry to say you that i have stopped writing poems for some time as i have discovered another talent of mine that i can write songs too. Now i compose, write and sing English songs. I do pop, rap and R&B. songs. I am trying my luck on that and hope someone will give me a chance to do on stage….
Wow–Charles, powerful piece! I love the twist your poems always take in the last line–I’ve come to read them, anticipating that final turn. You always deliver!
A very powerful choice of words, Charles! It really drives the point home! It’s sad to see the dancers’ voices silenced.. but we have witnessed many a time that silence too speaks volumes! I hope it does, here as well…
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“diseased blankets” now there is a fine phrase.
Goodnight…
Excellent write…chanting love…chanting peace..chanting freedom…but then silence…thought provoking ending. Enjoyed the poem.
That last bit was unnerving — “but then…silence”. I hope the dancers aren’t silenced forever…the picture made me think of a Aztec dance troupe I saw this summer — very moving.
Hello Sir I hope that you are in the pink of your health. I am happy to see you writing cool poems yet and increasing the nutrients of your poem… But i am sorry to say you that i have stopped writing poems for some time as i have discovered another talent of mine that i can write songs too. Now i compose, write and sing English songs. I do pop, rap and R&B. songs. I am trying my luck on that and hope someone will give me a chance to do on stage….
Yours lovingly,
Shravan
Wow–Charles, powerful piece! I love the twist your poems always take in the last line–I’ve come to read them, anticipating that final turn. You always deliver!
In Argentina, Los Descaparecidos… to lose freedom of speech is a terrible thing. Nicely written, Charles.
good to see this, Charles – a different kind of ‘silent night’
mystic, magical, enchanting and enchanted ! loved it 🙂
Hope you doing good .. been away from long time , missed so much reading you ! hope to catch up next week 🙂
A very powerful choice of words, Charles! It really drives the point home! It’s sad to see the dancers’ voices silenced.. but we have witnessed many a time that silence too speaks volumes! I hope it does, here as well…
Very well done. 🙂 Powerful voice of a Native.
a righteous sacrifice….
Excellent Write
Deeply revealing and exposing. Good.
This is very thought provoking Charles…and a really excellent write. Apologies for taking time to get over to visit your wonderful blog xx
you aim…..at needles of dictatorship…..so i feel……powerful poem
Gets to the heart of the matter. Loved “diseased blankets” and then nothing …
thats a stark truth.