Thursday, September 12, 2024

The Call of the Tribe



Donal felt the call of the tribe
scriveners for the rich
scribes for the poor
a tribe that felt the color of words
like Freedom

the color of Freedom
is a palette of color
while Tyranny
is like linen besmirched
by shadowy stains unwashable
residues of rainbows
festooned with gaudy
graffiti

Freedom Tyranny
and in between
Donal felt the stir of the tribe
rising for freedom aware of threat
all people of good will
all neighbors together

heeding a voice 
giving voice 
trusting a leader 
Donal felt the call of the tribe
chose freedom




Dick Russell © Richard M Russell
                     2024

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