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Today, though the road ahead
To the mountaintop dream’s reality
And the attainment of true equanimity
Remains with rough bumpy threads,
Let’s continue our journey to win liberty
Bestowing upon us, justice, and equality.
Since the balcony assassination of the King,
Many more have been slaughtered in what
we’ve thus far gained;
With spiritual faith and energy, let’s ensure
they’ve not died in vain.
Indeed, baptized with the blood of our slaughtered
Let it never be said this generation never bothered.
We have come a long way since Middle Passage
arks,
And the and the anchoring stages of the auction
blocks.
With navels of our ancestral hopes and spiritual
birthmarks,
Let us leave behind navels of generations mirroring
spiritual shamrocks;
Who with each and every sunrise, will ever have their
eyes on the prize:-
While few of you will have taken time to sip on this
poetic-cistern word,
May your thirst for inspiration be quenched, sending
you forward.
May you few be inspired to pour out of your poetic
cistern,
Shared wisdom, awareness, and guidance for those
who yet yerns.
Thus, proliferating the rise in a few more of us seeking to
rise
With keloid navel hearts, minds, souls, and faithful eyes, on
the prize.
