in this
brevity book we examine particles of our existence such fragments entail our
universe; this pain in usage this mother feeling unclean or this child
nurturing callous emotions; we die as feeling lethalness we exchange our
horrors and we persist while frantic or aimless. I remember so little and I have
excavated so much while I barely scrape the surface. I’m not W. E. B. DuBois
and I can’t undress such wretchedness for it’s dependent upon Un-American powers:
something blatantly cruel or something which never rests while identity becomes
dependent upon something vicious; our days are subtle our welts are more spiritual
where Accra, Ghana is not a viable option. I don’t expect to evade and I don’t
expect to conflict and moreover I don’t expect to desist; a particular riddle a
particular chaos where a man is silent writing into an explosion; or tasty
apricots or melons so sweet or compromise and inclusiveness; for I possess a
deeper understanding concerning this abbreviated conflict where true humanity
must include bleeding humans. it becomes a simple evaluation in this land of
song where if I believe in equality I must too believe in you; if not, this
becomes mental dissonance where one is erased and coming into existential complication:
those portraits stained and those emotions tainted where one says—I meant
freedom for us but not for them! this comes across as irregular and no one
takes that person seriously whereby those endeavors fail while advocates wonder
and surmise concerning why?
I live
in us I commune with us and I see us walking and shopping at various markets;
those casual emotions those attractive configurations or souls at something
trying; those bluer moons this fantastic night where two are sharing
intimacies; our dying hostilities our radiant concerns as needing universality;
particular sunshine upon restored empathies while millions have sacrificed for
this river; our flowing aches our discontents or asking plainly—Do you
believe in Liberty?
in
this hostility we must recognize and sense why it’s important for one to
hate; this type of nowhere this type of having nothing else or this anti-social
privilege; but honesty must persist where certain brothers are reversing
something out of pure frustration: this telling sky this river whale or casual a
deeper characteristic; for it is hard to come to agreements and it is harder to
believe in strangers where this goes for everyone: our Affirmative Action is
quite controversial and our Malcolm X is legendary and many believe Martin Luther
King was soft; our Civil Rights and so many deaths where America brought us
here for one purpose and became malicious when that purpose was thwarted; but
indeed into Evolution as principle reality in such a sense that many Americans
love and adore one another. those shivers sting this portal bleeds but many are
reporting inclusive children. our eyes refocused our nuclei demanding father
and our loci right in middle of diversity; our cups with coffee our
restructured perception where little Jenny has formed an identity. such purpose
to see you fly such reigns to endure your fight where Swans are flapping and frantic
into universities. our African American Augustinians our African priests or
deacons and pastors struggling against disrepute; such combat plus war in this
concupiscent abandonment while right behavior, and not to conquer, but to
ensure a viable deep functionality.
so
indebted to society while stressing anti-societal feelings in such a race to prove
it works; such hymns for ghettoes such lyrics for Hollywood where inclusivity
includes all demographics; as our souls converge and our arms immerge plunging
into universal telepathy or something unique such trenchant synchronicities to
dance forever to sing wildly and to chance particular pains.
