a little piece of land
that’s all I want
don’t wait until
I return to dirt
a little piece of earth
is all I ask
never had nothing
from the day of my birth
don’t need no water
cause water still free
don’t need no fire
no pyre for me
the plant has root
anchored in earth
and I a wanderer
without branch
without root
no better than fowl
no better than brute
a little piece of land
so I can belong
birds have their nest
birds have their song
the Son of Man
nowhere to make His bed
nowhere to rest His head
a little piece of property
a little real estate
a little piece of earth
to make me whole
and happy
crabs have their hole
guppies their water bed
the Son of Man
nowhere to rest His head
a little piece of earth
is all I crave
enough to live
or make my grave
one day I’ll have
my peace on earth
one day I’ll have
my piece of earth
to plant a plant
to plant my root
to plant a plant
or plant myself
Copyright ©2010/02/09 by G. Newton V. Chance
- G. NEWTON V. CHANCE
- George Newton Vivian Chance (Trinidad and Tobago) -- member of the Poet Society of Trinidad and Tobago, http://poetssocietytt.blogspot.com/ and the World Poets Society, http://world-poets.blogspot.com/ -- born in Tobago on 3rd March 1957. While residing at Rio Claro was inspired to write over a hundred poems at the turn of the Millennium. Hobbies include playing wind instruments, building computers, observing nature, reading and writing poetry. Believes that the power of a song is in its ability to evoke emotions by the marriage of lyric and music but that music without lyric can be just as powerful, that lyric without music can also be just as powerful, that there is music in the lyric and that lyric can be simple yet profound. Also, in this the age of computers, would like to model his lines after simple and efficient code and, analogous to Object Oriented Programming, achieve most of his imagery from nouns and verbs, avoiding the bloat and excess of unnecessary adjectives. This is what he aspires to attain in his poetry.
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