Come Home My Missing Bone Poem by Richard Israel

Come Home My Missing Bone



Come home my missing bone, haven't you discovered my awesome plight, i express each time we summon our voices? I eager for while now,

But you close your silver teeth at my express. At the wall of love i tread every day, I got intoxicated many times, and my mind tightly looses strength.

You back my audience often time. I move alone on the street, when my teeth seem to be boring to you.

I pick up a mirror for reflection, my time moves at a snail's pace, expired with speed on the same talk,

But i have no response to the your judgement. I struggle to have my head erected far below your foundation,

But you stop my proposed-determination and your disposition wails me down. Up and down I got blocked by my philosophy. I then become a preacher just to win at your side.

Though, you beackon at my response at a glance, happiness strikes my mind, but now your thought give a vicious kick. My expression seems to be boring,

why do you remain in the shell of your philosophy? Your response regress my movement.

I grope my mind through help when my culture drags in barrier at your feet. The negativity among some of my kinsmen, your expression accompany. I halt not my sermon.

My mind i pour out, but you nurse pharaohic-mind. I look for a moses to sink your pharaohic-mind in the red sea

This I accomplish, when i stumble on jericho wall. And a moses is dying, but i have not seen a joshua that demonishes. Where would my help come from?

Oh! Jericho, stand not as a cog in my wheel. Wall of jericho, here I stand waiting for a joshua. And joshua i find not when i heard a voice; it takes her to bring down the jericho wall, joshua you may not find.

I sneer at my sneeze and agitation to make your adam. But i do not give up, i pray you pull down the wall, for my israelite to reach his promise land. How long would it take the jericho wall to fall?

No land is as promising as a canana land. Milk and honey i have discovered through your locution. But denial is the answer that stir at me.

What would i do? jerusalem exit is rolling. Tick tack waits no moment, and jericho wall i face. When would the wall fall and let go? will you please pull down the jericho wall before my strength goes frail?

I have seen another paradise here on earth, at your mind i find it, at your yard i find My happiness, lives not in purdah, let us build it in togetherness. And forever we shall stand.

Will you please, come home, my missing bone?

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