Ode to Our Past

By Sunny B

Always filled with sound, our

Beautiful world spins on its axis,

Ceaselessly rotating at a set tempo.

Decades and centuries of people have permanently

Etched their history, their

Feelings into the 

Ground. The Earth never

Forgets, it will always remember

However long it has been, the 

Intimacy of breathing the same air, a

Joyful reunion with those who came before.

Kings, peasants, soldiers who sung their songs

Loud and clear,

Making sure even their

Newborn children could sing the song to their future young

Ones,

Passing it on, telling the 

Queerest stories only a family could

Remember, 

Staying true, beating the

Ticking deadline of the clock. In

Unison we open our hearts, letting the 

Viscous fluids of emotion drip onto the 

Wet floor. Building a 

Xanadu, a better world for our

Young. Standing strong, feeling the soft

Zephyr on our skin, the same breeze it’s always been.