Bells
A note is ushered in
The cord of reality is depressed.
The metal bob makes the first toll;
The daughters of music awake from rest
Though I know not where it is
I long to see it:
The shadows of me
Long obscured by the night
I strolled
Through memory lane
The days which held
A mind less distinctive…
I was playful and inquisitive
Relishing the music of nature;
Often lulled to sleep by it
In a valley with
A bed of roses_
Shielded from the noises in life
I grew up
And there was an increase
In pitch
The stage
Had become tense:
My own concert…in life’s opera house
Drawing closer
Discordant tolls superimpose
Around the audience
And I listened hard to filter
The ones from my friends
And the ones from my foes
I seal my fate
By attuning to the dub of my heart
My mind metamorphoses
And breaks away from the cocoon
I remember breaking away
From the bosom of my mother:
The melodic whistle
And the rocking of cradle
I heard less from my father
Except for his wave of gesture
On occasioned days
And now I am on my own
On course to track my own toll
And to compose my own chime
I will never forget where I come from:
A tribute to my family
Is paid in my music box
This has the quality
Of a thousand bells
My pitch grows louder
The sinusoidal wave
Swings now and then
Standing the test of time;
Inspired by tension
In the vocal cords
And resonance
With noble tolls
The sound travels in a straight line
In a plume of energy
Like a shooting star
Determined to immortalize itself
In a planet
I long for fading tolls to resonate with me:
The’ soldier boy’ in the remote village
Of the rainforest
Who rehearses everyday to cast tolls…
Known to be rendered by the ones
That change the world…
The soldier girl…
In the midst of damping tolls
With nothing to her own
Except the dream of being
The Nikola Telsa
Of Africa
…To simplify and expound
The laws of nature
In the beat of an African drum
So that kids like her could find
The tune to call their own
My toll resounded well
I am glad
To have captivated my audience
Notwithstanding
The frequency at which the bob strikes the walls
Of the bell
Recedes
I exit the stage_
As the stage curtains close
The daughters of music
Depart one by one
Till the bell
Comes to rest again
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