memory of a tribal village

as the time progresses beyond the light and darkness
as the steps lead to the mountain
by listening to the oral folk tale
the weathering mind seek the hero in the colurs
are they there still ??
does the chromium ligt chang the skin colur
are they in serch of a dismantled rainbow
my anguish is the realisation of a celluloid dream
a ribbon get ridden off
ribbon it self is a rainbow