#NaPoWriMo Day 13 : The Kennings

Calling on to revolutionary saplings
Jah's lamp arises
We walk on the stone river
From forest's fastness heading to paths unknown.

Uneasy lies the head that wears the crown for life conquerers who findeth and not who seeketh, nayther those who drown in misery ponds of thine self.

World explorers
We Walk past the realm of lobsters
The land of sea noise
Where we sight the birth of water

The foam of the home of the birds, so white as pearls of the sky start to drop.

The pearls of the sky fall onto us.
We
Slave employers
We
Scream shriekers
We
Mothers of the wall
We
Revolutionary youth.