Existential Reprise

Before I scarred the page Raging what your letters cannot invent Let me invite you to other books I wrote before you owed me wage For all maladjustment and discontent Tettering on tentacles on hooks Invite you to an open age Of change and discourse transfigurment. In a quiet moment read again Shards of clay and artefacts beyond A material functional disdain. Look at the words like old bones Bringing chromosomal tablets to rinse The eyes of prejudices and conceit You may wince At what your arrogance did delete. I have winced for years in broken jars Unleashing rivulets of tears For I gave you humanity as a gift, stars Gave you dust and vessel for it Time etched your abuse against this spirit As you idolized barren observations As if them alone could tell truths Without the presence of experience. Strange how you so prone to the material Destroyed so much of its substance In us. Yet it is inescapbale in the footprints of dust The chromosomal bridges in our bodies Linking us, reaffirming the gift again Documents on my body like a stain Irreducible by Mercator's illusions There is no survival without the spiritual. After protests, marches, firehoses and ropes Still hanging from leftover branches of fear I have earned the right to forgive you The inherent gift make me your brother, here. So now let us turn the map upside down And draw again the latitudes unbending In a straight line to your old thoughts, Can we agree about the silence of the moon Is a prohibiting noise in our head, a blind despair.