My lonely face, My global face, Singing Their Song
by Tim Kavi
there is a oneness
captured in my lonely breath
where only the known
is revealed in a song
escaping my lips
dropping like tears from my eyes
across the widened
abyss of chastened justice
there is a universal wind
that, until singing it
only the powers will not know it
I arise
from the cobblestones
knowing my one face
has now gone global
in the rage
of technology's age
there is no hearing of it
until somewhere else
another voice is heard
a chorus of discontent
my heart reaches for it
in your lasting embrace, there is knowing
my arms circle around them
only to sing in glorious chorus
until all are free
again and again
for the sound of it is joined in music
where there is a turning
morphing of my single face
joined with a global race
where we all are one
can we care enough to hear the song?
