kaanibaa

United Kingdom
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Posted - 08 Jul 2009 : 14:34:12
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Cache Shrouds of mystery Masked and surreal Locked in a labyrinth of curios Hidden behind myths of ancient origin The truth known to a select few Who are bound by a gag of sorts Threats hanging over revelations This guarded secrets of tribe
The initiates enter the grove shrine Sitting under the canopy of tree leaves Thick bushy surrounds close them to the outside world There to gain insights of the secret milieu But warned to keep mute On exit there from Death is the penalty for revelation
Meeting them at the open festival ground Are a melee of folks dancing Some wondering what they went through That however remains a cache Hidden in shrouds Kept in the depths of their hearts Only unveiled in the den of trees On another day Until then the secret stays secret From the uninitiated Here all join the dance and festivities Where jingling bells and talking drums Do the jig of honour Punctuated every now and then by booming guns That send chilling reminders to keep it safe
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