Under the Eye of the Sky

Under the denuding eye

of the ever-alert sky

we invented languages

of peace

Under the prosaic drone

of jaded time

We rendered neoteric melodies

Under the threat

of heat-stroke

We danced

to incredible chants

Under the influence

of vague expectations

our lips released boiling stories

Now that we sit

around the fireplace

of freedom

only shameful silence

emerged from the hollowness

of our ever-open mouths