Feast of the Earth

Poetry spoken with the African talking drum

Titi-Titi-Tit-Titi! (Drum beats)

The drums are sounding again

The spirits of the earth awake

Mortal man detained within

 

Tap-Titi-tap-tap-Titi! (Drum beats)

The feast of has begun

The tears of one

The joy of another

 

Rat-tap-tit-tap-titi! (Drum beats)

All who dare to step out

Are cursed with the spittle of the earth’s twin

And time ceases to be

 

Rat-titi-tit-titi-tap-ti! (Drum beats)

She who bears all

Is decorated with marks on her skin

By the wandering tear

(Drumrolls)

Floating hills

Glassy grounds

Trees and plants wave to the sky

Birds sing her praise

 

(Drumming stop abruptly)

Alas the earth’s twin cries no more

The drums finally cease

Spirits now drunk sing in happiness

And silence births chaos.