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BURN NONE ALIVE

Shakespeare

What if Shakespeare’s thoughts

Slept, sat, woke, ate, drank, slept

And followed him to the grave?

 

What if Thomas Eddison’s thoughts

Slept, sat, woke, ate, drank, slept

And followed him to the grave?

 

What if Alexander Wolcott’s thoughts

Slept, sat, woke, ate, drank, slept

And followed him to the grave?

 

What if Aristotle, Abraham Lincoln,

Albert Einstein, Alexander Pope and

All others dragged their thoughts like treasures into their graves?

 

Thoughts asleep

Many futures weep

Their tears are filling the drums of wombs

Even as you live in the tombs

Of their past

 

So wake and make it a nightmare

A nightmare of the future

So they can wake to meet your footprints

In their present and smile.

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © 2014

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By amoafowaa

Just a simple Ghanaian trying to find the best in our society. I may be fun, I may be interesting, I may be funny, I may even be foolish or intelligent, but it is all based on the mood in which you find yourself. I believe our minds make us who we are. Know that, pain, no matter its 'unbearability', is transient. Unburden or delight yourself for a while in my writings please. And all corrections, advice and opinions are welcome. Know that you are the king, queen or royal on this blog. :)

14 replies on “BURN NONE ALIVE”

Wonderful Cecelia,

I often ponder how many peoples thoughts do I miss for lack of knowing they exist, not researching, not looking, or simply running out of time. There is so much knowledge to be had out there, so many ideas to introduce to yourself that I already regret not being able to cover it all. Your work is thought provoking and beautiful. Blessings to you my dear.

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Made me think of Jorge Luis Borges’s wonderful fable, Shakespeare’s Memory in which one Herman Sorgel is given Shakespeare’s memory as a gift to meld with his own… or, of Ray Bradbury’s satiric fable, Fahrenheit 451, in which people save books by memorizing them and keeping them to pass on word by word to apprentices.

Lovely poem… 😉

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