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...A shrill whistle pierced my midnight cognitions...

...And, a grotesque body, which once had life was pulled from the past

It had been submerged several days in a river aboil from the summer heat

Severely decomposed/"55" memories

The head was cruelly bloated - and deformed

Where an eye should have been/a dark, hollow cavern

No hair...

No nose...holes in various places...

This sight was laid under glass with a long pillow, and enclosed in metal/Then the throngs came to see this horrific spectacle

That's when the hideous, unrecognizable mass that I initially saw changed and emerged from the transparent coffin

...It Was A Young Boy...

At first he did nothing except stand there, while tears streamed  down his face

Then, as if trying to say something/he parted his lips

I could smell the rot of the Racism which murdered this "Child" and realized why I was plagued with this vision...

...Because even though my physical was at rest...

My mind refused to fall asleep to this history which shaped my Blackness

Meanwhile the consciousness of many remain

"Eyes Wide Shut"

...The Spirit Of Emmet Till - still cries out to be remembered...




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skyyberry1987 says:

very nice! I could feel ur words my dear

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Poetiq1der says:

Peace and God's Blessings to you and yours...Thank you so much...I'm appreciative for the love.

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