THE SONG OF ANCIENT LOVE
This is a song, a speech and prayer
Let all the world know the good that is greater
Beyond the sea and mountains by
Rest the remains of truth and lullaby
Magic within tunes can lift our souls from death
The morgue of eternal suffering that is the land around us
Only for the ones who dare not to live again
Every day when light of day clears up the night upon us
But do not fear cause living is not but only a prize
For those who do believe that love is all that matters
And don’t resist temptations from darkness itself
Full of lies, cruelty and silence
Seek the song in every second, minute, hour
That music is the only way to feel the real power
Love has been buried in the ancient ruins of murder
Be sure that every lethal weapon, to love, will surrender
And sing again when skies turn gray
That pain will fade away with evil
Focus on the way in which hearts can beat again
This is a song, a speech and prayer
An English teacher had planned to teach Shakespeare to the class. I got inspired and wrote by hand these lines trying to emulate somehow the bard’s style. Especially when I wrote “But do not fear…”. In any case, the Shakespeare class was postponed and ultimately cancelled. At least the mere idea of being taught poetry in English drove me to write this poem.