Who Will? (The Storyteller)
by Khiu & Khiumn (Deo & Them)Who will give praise
When the storyteller is ancient of days
Newly born with a narrative formed
From milk of waters and meat of corn
Who will applaud each stage of the play
As the potter's wheel spins words into clay
That accumulate into chapters
As actress duplicates and varies into actors
Through twists and turns to navigate
The many decisions and branching paths
You can and must do the math
Who will slow down their busy lives
To notice when the storyteller slides
And memories begin to fade
Mixed up in a marriage with age
How to make consonants and vowels connect
Dots T's and crosses I's
Cellular processes estranged inside
Taking longer and longer to tie and bond
The necessary pieces to respond
Two or three agreed now in dissension
Syndrome effects from sets of conditions
As needs and wants claim insistence
Who will pour life into another
Payback paid forward of father and mother
Who will wait way too late
To listen minutely at a higher rate
Then use tears from hidden cries
To cleanse guilt when storyteller dies
Never find closure
In the story told by film exposed
To low lights alibied as clothes
Who will marvel as spirit-soul flies
Restless over rivers spanning 'standing divides
Harbinger of the preface to another story
Greeted by choruses of hallelujah glory
Who will regain dimension in mountain fields
The storyteller will
