Fire in the belly of mankind's heart ~

Can you hear fires roaring,

       lost in blood eye's

            translation 

of survival,

misted mountains mourn

        in smoky denial's regret,

city's a'flame on back burners 

              of concrete tears,

rivers bubble over

             of hollow souls

skies crashing upon

              lonely towns screaming, 

trees merely cast shadows

          upon the ground

without the fiery fight

             in the belly of man,

we burn together

         if not for fellowship

in the interest

       of humankind's heart,

communion with

          brothers and sisters

capture the heat

           within our souls,

and let us spew forth

                

      in unity's cry

                                                             “Nakhchivan " The Cradle of Humankind” 

Author's Note

Reviews

[Tai Ryens]

I can sense all that you have put into this piece and I must say, it really blends well with the feeling of the world turning and turning in the wrong way while you partake in unity with others who feel the same passion brewing within them to somehow change something, anything. Well done.

[Frieda P]

Turning and burning yes....thanks for your thoughts Tati, always muchly appreciated.

[♔ CrownedDevil &#..]

Another beautiful write Frieda.

[Zahra]

Eloquent and well put. awesome write

[TL Boehm]

I wonder if those who scream and fight register that we all truly do burn together. Well done.

[Shirlena]

These are precious sentiments especially in the wake of all the craziness and hatred going on Ms. Freida. Wish it could really be. I could see how listening to this song could inspire this valiant prose.

[just Penny]

This has cataclysmic tones and powerful imagery. I am sure at times mother Earth weeps at what we do to her and to each other. A great poem. Penny

[Rene Salinas]

It is difficult to confess liking something with the subject of my liking is one that I share too but I get carried by Frieda's words with memories of old as if one of the elves gave me a a push into their conciousness stream and I can therefore "see" and that is precisely why I like this so much. The effect of the words helps me to see and put myself in a place where I want to see more not less and hopefully seeing will lead to doing just one action that will not carry negative consequences.

In memories of old....

Thankyou

[Beccy]

Maybe if the world were run by poets, it might be different.

Beccy.

[Vidya Bacchus]

The world is such a battlefield right now.Everywhere you turn destruction and poverty thrive.You have painted a very vivid picture of the world as it is today.

[Frieda P]

Sigh, yes it is unfortunately, thanks again Vidya...

[Vidya Bacchus]

You are welcome ;-)

[Beccy]

Given the billions of different conflicting opinions and interests that abound on this lovely planet, it's surprising that we still somehow manage to maintain at least a semblance of the human collective.

Sometimes though when the headlines scream yet another pointless conflict that mostly hurts the innocent, it's hard to believe in that elusive fellowship of the heart.

One day perhaps... Beccy.

[Frieda P]

Sometimes I wonder if this is even a semblance of sanity......thanks for your thoughts Beccy...one can only hope.

[Tate Morgan]

Now this is more my speed and to
My liking long continuous thought lines well done

[Frieda P]

I thought your speed was 78 rpm's funny guy.....thanks Tate.

[Tate Morgan]

Haha lol I am old enough to remember what that is oh man you are in for it lol

[Frieda P]

Ha ha my kids still have a record player, they love their vinyl....