Martyrs of the night

[Arta]

THIS poem is about political prisoners, in despotic countries. This poem is about the dreams of one of those prisoners

Martyrs of the night

One starlit night
the moon will come to sight
taking me
from alley to alley
from the grapevine tree
to the deep valley
cliff to cliff,
forest to forest
to the place where at nights
behind all the city lights
a fairy will dwell
scarred and bare
putting its feet
into the waters heat
brushing its fair, fluttered hair........

One starlit night
the moon will come to sight
taking me
to the end of the valley
to the place where the nights
are filled with childrens kites
Where the lonely oak tree
is proud happy and free
and stretches its hands
over the tired lands
where a star is no longer stalling
takes to heart all your struggles and starts falling
taking its place
into the branches embrace.....

One starlit night
the moon will come to sight
taking me away from prison,
like a butterfly who has newly arisen
to a place
where you can't erase
the martyrs of the night
whom you can no longer incite
with their furnaces of blood
care only to flood
the streets of your kingdom
asking for wisdom
demanding their freedom.
did you not see them?
were you drunk or sober
were you awake or in slumber?

martyrs of the night!
we are drunk and we are sober,
martyrs of the night!
we are awake and we are in slumber,
at the end of our story
the darkness will lose its glory.
the moon will come to sight
and fill our lives with delight
one night the moon will come........

[skyfire]

wow very powerful poem...i especially ejoyed the second stanza (the last four lines are awesome), also, "the darkness will lose its glory" is a great line...the imagery throughout the whole poem is strong...the subject is so sad but you laced it with such hopeful undertones...good piece, welcome to the forum, keep posting...