The Demise Of The Mighty Rock

D.W.Kadete.
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There was a time I stopped by the termite's mound. Like great trees, several fallen rocks probably happened to shine like stars on their peaks. When Great Trees Fall. Maya Angelou.

Fallen star ancient green amber

There were mounds around one recently fallen mighty rock. The rock was a star so special to the termites on the mound. And there was a story written in a poem on that fallen rock. The rock-like star was shining bright to reflect its story on the current time and life of the mound and the termites.

Look up at the stars. They may seem like permanent fixtures in the night sky, but did you know that stars eventually die.

Enjoy!


Somewhere in the dark days,

The blow and flow of unexpected tears,

The demise of the mighty rock,

Termites moving out of their mounds,

Following the steps of the fallen rock,

They were days of great mysteries,

From the sea,

Salty crocodiles and airborne fleas.


Mysterious sea crocodiles,

Teared crack the rock,

For the last time seeing its light,

The life of the star of the stars,

Never were those sea creatures,

Stopping taking down the mighty rock.


Chained against the sorrowful waves,

It was the longest and the darkest day,

The day of days in speculations,

The questions in tears,

Of what's befallen the mighty rock,

The equations in nerves,

Nothing answers the rock.


The mighty rock of termites days,

The rock that turned the land,

Upside down the soil for the land,

Some were happy to toil to see the land flourishing,

Some preferred to seek out the sea to spoil the land.


Termites in mounds honoring the fallen,

Salty water engulfing the mounds,

Sad to the sand of the land,

Sea water eats deep into wounds,

Turning the land barren,

Termites mounds into salty mounds.


A salty crocodile among the mounds,

Wriggling through struggling mounds,

The star of the rock into  mounds,

The mighty rock enlightened the termites,

Stiffening the mounds,

The light of the rock was the only hope for the termites,

The light was ancient amber to the termites,

Neither salty water could permeate,

Nor crocodiles and fleas could.


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