Found Song
If it is for you, it is for me, it is for us and the world; you can call it a reclamation, you can call it redemption song. A true story of rap-star friend who’s lost his voice, dream and family in the goriness of war. However you call it, it is a composition for PEACE!
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In den Warenkorb
Wunschliste
…Bob Marley’s one love fades at the hall
This dying chord
begins another
A song that choked a boy in the gullet
in a carnage somewhere the heart of a metropolis
To this boy home has become an allergy
anytime―
he runs away from his shadow
his father’s face
a dreamer is lost in himself
Man’s hell is no place for a home
neither his mother’s womb be an asylum
In such dark ambience
each tiny pore becomes another hell
beneath his mother’s feverish body
lurks the roast
Between fire and smoke
is this boy and his dreams
He is a dumb rap-star
searching for his voice in a fog of gunpowder
Each day;
lyrics that survive in his head are
dead songs on his lip
His favorite
the song of the hawk
who returned the long lost chicken quill
Somebody bring me the cello
with its body as war’s torso and intestines as strings
strumming with my daggered-thumb
I slay the stigma of strife
To sing of harmony;
I sing Africa
I sing America
I sing Eurasia
I sing my soul
harmony I sing
Bob Marley’s one love continues
‘let’s get together and feel all right…’
© Awuah-Mainoo Gabriel 2020
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