BLACK MAN IN THE KINGDOM OF ENDS...
From the wombs of ancient ancestors
of ancient black kingdoms
came strong black men
who were devolved
into shackled beast of burdens
whose enslaved labors
built a triving new world nation
A new world nation---a kingdom of ends---
whose qualified autonomy
excluded blackness
and whose means of doing so,
justified its ends.
A new world nation---a kingdom of ends---
spotlighting its centuries long 'peculiar institution'
as it glorifies its civil war his-tory---justifying
their necessary evil of our-story.
A new world nation---'kingdom of ends'---
where strong black males---hear and now---
have projected onto their strong bold black backs
a scarlet hour glass---remenicient of archers' bull's eyes
and a stark reality of the shadowd figure of the firing range.
Today we are told to teach our men folk
the ancient art of "Toming"---or become pregnancies
chosen for abortion by tools of death.
From our-story, let us remember however,
that the art of "Toming" was an invented method of survival
by broken souls---loaded with fear---to camouflage
sharp words and burning spirits that fueled the fires of freedom.
Today, we face new challenges
requiring new strategies---
far be it from us to ever cower again---
uttering sour words;
rather, let us reclaim who and what we are---
strong black men; lions of ancestors---echoing:
"each thing that goes away returns
and nothing in the end is lost..."
Indeed, fingered raised palms
are as powerless as butterfly wings
in shooting raindrops; yet the same wings
withstand the strongest winds;
so let us face today and tomorrow
with a strong fist of renewed courage: logistically
mobilizing our collective resources---
destined to restore again---our lost freedoms.

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Thanks, love_supreme. Peace and Love.
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I like this poem.
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