Gypsies

An unsaid race

We are the children of the four
A wondering race
The leaves,trees and streams feed us
the earth,water and wind sustains us
We belong to no man
A race so complicated
You talk about us with hushed voices
Behind your hands
Always looking down
The idea of us so precious
You do not deserve us

Never looking in our eyes
As though the simple mention of us will bring conflict
Our women so beautiful
Seeing them leaves the vision in your head for days
So you look away
From our mystical, regal creatures

As we are the children of the forests, rivers, dessert
The snow in the north
We are your people's everything
We have always existed
We have always been
You gave us our name
Even though it was never your right to
You called us gypsies

You look at us and you see aluminium homes
Your curious eyes scanning our sites
Picking up on the old battered cars
The camp fires, dirt
Nomads fighting with our black eyes
Travelling through these lands

You do not see our beauty
As your not children of the air
A race so loyal like thunder and lighting
Inside our homes lives a love so vast and thick you can scoop it up and eat it
It feels like candy floss
Smells like Apple blossom

We a deadly protective race
Taught from years of persecution
We learnt to live only with our own
Wondering through life
Never having a home

When we burned, fire was so angry
Our ash turned to snow flakes
The wind was so distraught
Our ash fluttered over holy land
Settled on the baron ground
And grew into a paradise
The vanishing isle
Earth was so hurt you took her children
For you paradise will be forever out of reach
Teasing you
Just before it's in your grasp
The ocean washes it away
Burning us made water scream
You had killed the Fours children

We don't expect to be understood
The wisdom we are is too deep
When we burnt
The four opened their mouths caught as much of us as possible
The Nazis didn't just kill and persecute the Jewish souls
They killed us too
Put your nose in the air,just so
You can still smell us on the wind