Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

I am the poet of the crystal lute.
My instrument is transparent as air
and hard as diamond.

From its glass strings
I pluck a thousand thousand songs
of injustice
and greed
and cruelty.

I am the spokesperson of the Revolution.
I have been
blinded
murdered,
executed,
imprisoned,
tortured,
exiled

Yet I shall continue to sing as I have sung
since poetry began.

I sing in darkness
and my lute illuminates the night.
I sing in bright sunlight
and my lute sparkles
sending splinters of beauty into the soul.

My music will be stilled
only when humankind
becomes deaf to my voice.

"a thousand thousand songs"
each one desperately needed

So true, dear judih! Thank you! Sue♥♥♥