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21st century Hoodoo man
( to the novelist Arthur Flowers)
Ripened dreadlocks twisted of hope & filth
Ancient crevices trickle through brims of his glasses
While his callused hands hold mystery & misery,
Any eye could see he’s a man of power
A man who believes,
Awakening the sleeper
Protecting the weak
& guiding the strong,
For his pen stands mighty as blades
Fighting injustice & questioning authority
Advocating individuality even if it strays from social normality,
He teaches to embrace the storm
& seek thrill in finding your way out,
He knows the world has run its course
He sees the shatter skies
And seeks waters of an arid earth
Yet hope fills his eye & fuels his pen
He believes that we all still believe
We can change the world
(for christorpher Higgins "get your rebel on" contest)
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