Known As To Be Known

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life

I now know you as you are known

to be known—as in the beginning

when wisdom posited

riveting pellets of revelations

strengthening fertile minds—etching

fearless determinations—bounding

the oneness of mind so essential to survival;

I now know you as you are known

to be known—and no false claims

of Armageddon can excuse you

from your inhuman genocidal deeds…

and no capricious apology or innate fear

can generate a forgive-forget syndrome;

Remember to remember that Judas

was and is, forgiven:

Truth, never forgotten nor

desired to be, was in his deed;

May The High God forgive

for allowing you to freely rape

and abuse peace, love and justice;

may The Supreme forgive

for allowing us to drink the wine of deceit

and bite into the fruit of fear; forgetting

to remember: You cannot love the tree

and hate its roots; that you cannot fight wars

in the name of peace; nor build justice

and equanimity on a foundation of bigotry.

To forgiving and not forgetting, may The Devine One

forever forgive and remind us of the profound effect

shadowed choices we’ve made; choices of firry actions

when not needed; choices failing to initiate when should

I now know you as you were known

to be known: hate—the fraternal deformity

siamese twin of fear from the belly

of the mind’s womb—an unsanctified one.

With satanic blades, you may murderously

cut down the tender trees of the Garden

but will remain powerless to destroying the anchored

and growing roots of our supreme beginnings here

in this wayward land that has been bequeathed us.

Let the fertile words of the Johnson anthem resound:

            We have come over the way

            That with fears have been watered.

            We have come treading our paths

            Through the blood of the slaughtered,

            Out from the gloomy past,

            Till now we stand at last

            Where the bright gleam

            Of our bright star is cast.

Indeed, with Amazing Grace, we still rise—rising,

and it will be our portion to hear the resounding echo:

You have not journeyed in vain; your blood, sweat and tears

are eternal nutrients in humanity’s soil of Love. Peace and Unity.