TELL ME
I, am made up of stories,
Some narrated, a few fabled,
Others transpired and the rest untold.
I am made up of stories, so is she.
It is not curiosity that beckons her,
Rather the dire need which does.
For, She is freedom, she is the metaphor,
She is free-will,
She is....Hope.
If you’ve had her at the best of times,
Tell me how
If you’ve held her at the worst of times
Teach me how
For She, is Hope; The songs we sing
The tears of joy,
The smell of wet earth,
The stories of inspiration.....
Tell me more about them,
Tell me more such stories,
As I, am made up of stories, so is our world........
-sk
04.02.2011
