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Friday, April 28, 2006
Birth a Garden Of Peace by James C. Richmond



Birth a Garden Of Peace




(Guyana’s Fortieth Anniversary Realities)

(10) Spare me now from this dark dreary Anniversary; my lovely El Dorado

From the frightening night that rapes your innocence

From the tears of your nameless children -

Scattered bones of your loins

Spare me now the cathedral of murder

And the pain of your inheritance

Broken - crushed in racial chains

Stagnated by greed and lust

Come, come, come inside of her -

Dripping flood of the Potaro

Birth a garden of Peace

(20) Spare me now from the language of death; my lovely El Dorado

And the weary night of callous men

Spare me from the Mashramani of storms

And the Carnival of bones

Come, come, come inside of her –

Dripping flood of the Potaro

Birth a garden of Peace

(30) Rain down from Pakarima’s Peak; my lovely El Dorado

Bury your seed deep inside of her ravagedness

To recreate Anniversaries sweet

Deep into the cesspool of political/racial whore-mongering

Deep into the cesspool of political/racial fornication

Deep into the cesspool of political/racial adultering

Wash across the brazen Sea Wall of her shore

Plant a flower in her womb

Come, come, come inside of her –

Dripping flood of the Potaro

Birth a garden of Peace

(40) Carnival of death, Carnival of death

Cathedral of murder, Cathedral of murder

Mashramani of storms, Mashramani of storms

Anniversary of bitter sweat, Anniversary of bitter tears

Anniversary of squandered hopes, Anniversary of squandered hopes

Anniversary of squandered dreams, Anniversary of squandered dreams

Dripping flood of the Potaro

Birth a garden of Peace!



Poem by: James C. Richmond