SHATTERING SHACKLES..

     SHATTERING THE SHACKLES…

     (APROPOS  RESURRECTION)…

I shall no longer be your tragedy or divine comedy.

Nor the phantom pain of the fake penitence you proclaim.

I will no longer wallow in despair nor put down the me inside.

Today, I am a phoenix rising from the ashes of shame; rising

From the ‘buked and the scorn of today!

I am the new sunshine of the old rain, created and molded

By God’s hands; anointed to bring back the peace and the love:

To shatter the shackles from children’s minds.  Today I am the needle.

The needle in the eye of injustice:  the needle re-stitching the ripped veil.

Re-stitching the ripped veil of our unity:  regaining community.

I am the new child of the old songs the ancestors sung: a healing hymn!

I am a talking drum…echoing…de dump…de dump…de dump…

                        “And before I be a slave,

                        I’ll be buried in my grave;

                        And go home to my Lord

                        And be free.”

Yes, I am a new day begun.  The dream’s reality won.  And

I shall not be moved.  I shall walk the green mile as a new Nile child

And by His hands I shall survive the tribulations and the trial.  By His hand

I am the new light of the day to guide us along our way.  Send me I said!

“Roll of thunder…[echo] my cry.”  Roll of thunder echo my shout!

Rise!  My people…Rise!…Let Peace and Love ring out!   Shout!