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I was born       the day after
the Black Plague of hate revived
Hope vanished 
on the night cruelty came to life

I was weaned on the hard teats of vexation,
canned childhood joy
had a short shelf space of exhilaration

My poet soul daddy said:
when you inter thru the exit door,
anything you get hereafter
is gonna be much less than before

Mama agreed with the bitter words pa spat,
angry resignation 
made her sunset sit more labor worn weary

She said some poor souls,
when they come into this world,
their tragic fate enters thru the exit door
All their life
spent traveling on a sea of tears
Their heavy laden hopes never reach shore

She twin echoed 
that the entrance was dimly lit
And infirm minds followed
carnivore voices blindly into the abyss

They said that dull glow white noise
is the deadly Black Plague
Strident ultraviolent tones seeing infra-red
thru a shotgun 20/20 gauge

I died       the day before
the Black Plague of hate was eradicated
Eternal expectations returned 
on the morning 
dirt heartlessness was shovel eliminated

By faith, I had told my dear daughter
	     to look forward 
to that tear-healed, love-filled blessed day 

Then as our eyes opened together,
and were birthed a perfect view
of the new world ...
we remembered what God said:

When you inter thru my Shepherd’s exit door,
anything you vow get thereafter
is gonna be much more than promised before

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