Friday, December 24, 2010

If heaven was a Mile away

Maybe I have been listening to more get up and dance, and less sit down and think music
Maybe I have been caught in a re occurring trance, and my mind is shouting "QUICK, don't LOSE IT"
Whatever it is, I have not done this for a while but in between the nostalgia of 2010 and the hopes of 2011
I remain a student of life, learning how to do this thing, because everyone dies but not everybody lives
So in a quest to maintain this life, I return to my mental fortitude, sitting in my corner house rocking chair
With my right ear pressed firmly against the ground, listening closely for any sound I may hear
This moment is tense, rife with emotion as each passing footstep sends enough echoes to beat my ear drums into a full symphony
As the rhythm of these ear drums relate to my thoughts emotions melt my pride away and leave me in a dull melancholy
Its the pain of seeing the future crumble, but its worse than seeing it falling. It is more than hearing it coming
With my ear firmly transfixed focused on the subterranean sounds, I feel it coming

to be continued....

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Ken is a student of life. The subject of unique socialization between the rigors of childhood in a Christian household, a 'prestigious' secondary schooling and an early exposure to the ghettos of society. His ideals can be harsh on the mind at times and they represent a comprehensive but very original outlook on Trinidad and Tobago's 'red band lifestyle'. Read, listen and discuss if you dear.