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As I drive by the end of days I see a pumpkin and a happy witch on the doorstep of my joy, As I pass by my four year old’s awe toward friendly ghosts down the street of nostalgia, I am reminded of Saints gone home and good souls on their penitent journey, Zora Neale Hurston, Langston Hughes, Countee Cullen, Paul Robeson and the poets of my past, Hendrix, Morrison, Michael, Louis Armstong and the Sounds of my testimony, Prince and Wynton Marsalis, Miles Davis, Amadeus, Earth, Wind, and Fire, Saints living, saints dead, souls vibrant, souls sad in the darkness of regret, We are a glorious symphony on this, this all Hallows Eve, The eve of that day when I celebrate the muses of my sacrifice and the foundations of my epiphanies, “Halloween is here” my youngest daughter exclaims and I am reminded of many a night spent scavenging for sweet things and expectant laughter, Tragic kings like Edgar Allen and Charlie Parker, souls with so much pregnant genius that the world was too much for them, It is our celebration dear friends that will move the mountains of discontent, And so in this season of harvest, carpe diem calls me to absorb as much love as I can as the sun sets on purple leaves and gorgeous corn stalks, And in mother Africa, the ancestors dance like their Celtic sisters who fused the worship of our Lord and the glory of mother Gaia, And in mother Africa the land recovers from the grief stricken sting of rape, And in mother Africa my sisters and brothers celebrate the saints gone forward into that great mystery, Tecumseh and Black Elk I celebrate the brilliance of your aptitude, And I cry with you in triumph for the resurrection of a people forsaken but not defeated, Come Glory, On this All Hallows Eve, I celebrate the beauty of a journey full of confusion and catharsis, For the reality is that we truly cannot fail, As our cloud of witnesses sing to me of the victory that awaits, Tonight, adorned with the fashion of merriment, And the subtle chill of October wind reds our lips, Come Glory and Glory be to the faithful departed, Happy Halloween!
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