Tuesday, June 2, 2020

Value & Confess One’s Inhumanity


we hit the galley or the mind-gulf as stuffed by survival. the creature in me the spirit-kitchen where Vicious pets a kitten. too aloof or too ambiguous after the freedom monument. our martial responses our fevered alimony so worried so abased so absolute. by destiny we see an absent mind or how hell loves his duties. if not to live so barricaded while asking America to die. we fret frames we close gates we hate or heal while destinies seem casual. by debris or pieces of me where some are forever lost—this minced soul those spicy lies while we might not make it. the frontline whispers, our leaders are follicles, our famous comrades. so much belated pain, so dear in this carcass, I’m catching up—those bones or billiards those tables by terror or cuffs clamped upon tolerance. rebels must desist or go for clarity while decisions must share examination: a partial ache a dear Panther while souls are in need of a cause: a revolution or a curse while dying becomes triumphant: peaceful pages met with brute death while under this regime a human life doesn’t mean much: is it us so much the villain so obedient we perish? are we unnecessary or expendable or mere troublemakers? to see black as radiance it becomes selection where wallpaper points to determination. our societal locket or begging while one kills us—the thrill at his hands the rush in his gut while devoid of a weaker man’s mercy! our dynamic is crucial as hating you one desires forgiveness if but to cry those African shivers; our Egyptian eyes where women know the reality while feeling obligated: the essence of respect the legacy of respirations or pennies on their tens. a ball bounces. a building erects. it’s perception or archetypical symbols where we never know exactly what has been learned: it rages in winter the sun is death’s dynasty we wanted to armor up! cake for dogs where one catches worms while such-and-such has rabies: he foams he rages he needs total submission—even something utterly degrading. one might beat a person. one might kill a person. but please know, nay, value & confess one’s inhumanity.      

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