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Sound of the Maroons
The sound of the drum passing through this dark green jungle
carrying stories of our ancestors whose footsteps have printed this jungle floor
The sound ripples the dark water of the river
Shall we dance for our ancestors who are protecting the jungle?
I can hear the stories of how they used to play
Stories of those who passed away, ran away
and those who have fought the great war
visions of the visitors in dark robes with white collars
Shall we dance
For those who are protecting these footsteps
for us to see how they used to dance on this jungle floor
Shall we dance for those who can beat the drum
sending these stories through the jungle
Sound of the Maroons
Ken Doorson, 2010
After living in the Dutch Antilles and The Netherlands he came back to his roots in Surinam to be inspired by nature and love.
This love for his family, his ancestors, the kids of the village he was born in, nature and culture you can find back in all his work, making it powerful and real.
Already known as a painter, sculpturist and installation artist, Ken has also renewed an old friendship; writing poems and lyrics.
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