Here I am
Long before today was to come
Your call was strident and felt
In the innermost recess of my soul
Urging, beckoning, calling…
Your clarion of a new world, spans
The past that spawned
Your today
Your clarion call of a new world, reaches
To the crevices
Of a future of humanity
….seeking to find itself
Your call I have heeded, Oh! beautiful land
Of beautiful people, the warm sun and
The passionate leather-bound ball
Brazil; I now call onto you
As a pilgrim seeking the hallowed
Halls of profanity’s sacrament
Brazil, in you I now am
A seeker that would be a seer, stoking the embers
Of the fires wrought in your cities and the Amazon
….breaking the chains of what was and is, with what will be
Brazil, here I am
…the Lion has landed.
Baba Aye, 06.47hrs, 07/02/09
