Albert Martin


Land


I don't know where
I learnt to ride across the wind
Maybe it was the laughing clown who taugh me
As I saw him up, high above, hanging from his wings

I did look up
For some cotton clouds and the moon
Someone told they were here when I was born
Heading for the road home 'neath a sun that left so soon
I packed all the things I loved and started to run

Go up, go up to your mount
Ánd ride along the road, my little son
And if you see a timid violet
That will be petals among the corn

Go up, go up to your mount
And ride along the road my little son
And if you see a dark skinned elevation
That will be our redeemer being about to be born

I stood up, I suddenly saw
All I learnt in the childhood far
Is that nothing must be looked for to be found
Let the good times they roll
And come here as they are

Brought me peace
To see the wise man among the haze
As the river flowed down to the sea
I wondered when I saw his wrinkled face
If there was anything in this world that he could see

Go up, go up to your mount
And ride along the road my little son
And if you see a timid violet
That will be petals among the corn

Go up, go up to your mount
And ride along the road my little son
And if you see a dark skinned elevation
That will be our redeemer being about to be born

Submitted: Saturday, July 20, 2013
Edited: Saturday, August 30, 2014
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