Migrant Tales Literary: Moment of my world

by , under Dana

By Dana


Can you see the happiness of a tree when it is dancing with the wind?

When the wind sings a song of war can you listen and move forward?

Can you talk with the wet grass under your feet?

Or can you dance with your big tears?

Can you laugh when you cry?

I can shut myself up and ask why. Why and why, angry strong whys.

Have you seen  birds when they fight?

Have you talked with the bees in the dark?

Can you live in twilight time?

Can you inhale a nightmare that rhymes?

Now it’s me standing up for her rights

Now it’s me watching big black cars

Now it’s me that doesn’t wonder

Now it’s me who is like thunder

And I am everywhere

Will be forever