Legal Summons

Summons
O my child, you have finished the last stage
But my child, when will you come of age

As we march the hours to the known destination
This is your chance to find that realisation

That will unlock potential yet hidden from view
From the eyes of the Judges - the privileged few

So I'll ask you anew - Where is the promised declaration?
Promised lines and verses in the songs of redemption?

Redemption story is yet a tale untold
A sentence withheld - An apple of gold
(So let that truth unfold)

O my child - You are no longer a boy
You are a soldier commissioned to defend the city of Troy

From the onslaught of an army of unprecedented fury
The economic ones - That require more than just the Glory

They want my eyes, my soul and my history
To fill the flicker of an advert - the fallacy

You know that - mine - is a history of slaves
(When we were the first to think beyond the caves)

O my child - your stage is of unprecedented magnitude
The most literate generation of the right mind and attitude

My child - realise - that you are not alone
And that others linger behind the drones

In hibernation - Like Lazarus awaiting a holy cry
From a man of divine inspiration - Who could not live the lie

So as your frozen in anticipation of who you once were
Awaiting the transformation of words into gold and myrrh

Realise that time is your greatest enemy - when in prison
Eliot lied- there will not be time for visions and revisions

Because I am not sure that we can last that long
The revolution failed - the Prophets were wrong

For the dogs still go on with their doggy life
And the Torturer's horse was long put under the knife

So what more do you need to convince you to start
For my people demand your art