The village

A Poem by Deme

Wake up my people

Assumptions and misunderstandings temporarily injuring the possibilities. Ill will and words spoken by a forked tongue cursing the fading reality. It’s like walking in the dark with blind eyes blindfolded only guided by what you hear. As self pride strangles self admission because of the truth of its wrong doings are paint on its face like war paint, but the spirit never dies even when turned into dust. Your conscience second guessing giving birth to sense of paranoia until the harsh reality weans us from the illusion and force feeds the acceptances of reality issues and consequences. A miracle once blinded sight has been restored and the dark is uncovered revealing the light our future gasp for air barely hanging on because of the caring mind suffering from Alzheimer’s, selfishly withholding the required knowledge to resituate and save its life to encourage journey beyond the limits of the sky. But the once powerful village now infected with greed and selfishness the village is a desert stricken with the lack of resources to rebuild and reconstruct. Village elders strong armed by the futures retaliatory driven frustration confused on who they are and the many possibilities available. Their hope’s wrist slit exposing unexplainable sorrow dreams and aspirations flow like a crimson red river into the gutter. A faded memory on a white tee-shirt a mother forced to hold on to the memories of that last hug, as far back to that first step. Selfishly interrupting its generational contribution to the future of what’s to come inconsiderable actions cause it to be banished into the never was. But all isn’t lost because compassion still exist in the most crippled and distressed hearts because the present reflects that of the past. So the past bestows the greatness of self and the beauty of the roots, as they both work hand and hand restoring what all others had given up and walked away from they both regardless of the immoral challenges because both the past and present know that it is He’s walking with them no matter how difficult this road may become. Their willingness will never allow them to fall at the waste side of despair and hopelessness because they both have accepted his presence and is following His lead and walking in his likeness.