like a waterfall of endless opportunities,
we discriminate against white masters
who perceive their lives are dedicated
to all forms of superiority... all eyes
are removed with dotted "Ts" and we
look towards the skies for answers if
only to see whose will is being done...
in whose hands is our life? in whose
hands is the life of all citizens of the
world held? we wonder and speculate
in the lateness of the hour, if light or
darkness prevails... wired and plugged
in to a web of misinformation, our
thoughts are full of lies as if we had
been filled with shotgun pellets...
dead and reborn into the light, we died
numerous times before only to be in
a forgiveness line that addressed none
of our fears... clean and refreshed,
our lives are mere figments of an
enlightened imagination, as we reach
back to earlier memories for support.
November 23, 2023
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