I Want To Write

I Want To Write
I Want to Write
I want to write
I want to write
the songs of my people.
I want to hear them
singing melodies in the dark.
I want to catch the last floating strains
from their sob-torn throats.
I want to frame their dreams
into words;
their souls into notes.
I want to catch their sunshine laughter in a bowl;
fling dark hands to a darker sky
and fill them full of stars
then crush and mix such lights till they become
a mirrored pool of brilliance in the dawn.