Resurrecting A Kingdom

The people of Ryukyu (Okinawa) open their doors

A quiet storm brews inside my heart.
As I deliver this message of resurrection
When the storm unleashes
Fear not.
Others will run and hide
But our people will soar.
No longer will our voices be unheard,
Or our futures uncertain
We have been sleeping
And rendered guilty
For turning the other cheek.
Pretending to be sheep
Amongst a pack of wolves.
No more will our passivity hinder us.
For a slave is but a master in disguise
And we are the masters of own fate.

We have been a broken kingdom far too long
Now is the time to take back what we gave away.
Our pride, our power, our spirit.
It is time we hold our heads high
And unite as ONE
For this island is part of us all
And it's burdens must be erased.
It is up to each of us
To change the collective consciousness
Surrounding this place.
The island of peace must now be known
For its prosperity.
Today we show the world
We are indeed, awake.
And that our light can never be extinguished
For inside of all of us
Lie the spirit of a Kingdom
Ryukyu, Ryukyu, Ryukyu
May we rise again!

Author's Note

Written for a non profit organization, The Ryukyu Project

Reviews

[Peace of Mind]

wow beautiful poem...I liked it...beautifully narrated...

[jacob erin-cilberto]

beautiful poem...

and although i know whom this is for...it is pretty universal..

we need a rebirth here in the States...we need the spirit back...because it does not exist right now at all.

really like this, Daydreamer.