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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The Adjective Twin: A Poem of Pain I am "presumptuous" -- and with my brother, "arrogant" we are the adjective twin of "gentle" blame of "gentle" wounding, of "gentle" continued "colonization" constantly in an "unconscious" search for unsuspecting names to attach to, so that we can remain collectively unconscious of our shadows. We were born (and are constantly re-born) from the culturally "unconscious" womb of (even "progressive") white privilege, with the help of "pre-judgment" the midwife who abhors "decolonization." And heed this warning: We do NOT like mirrors, because clear mirrors tell (at an uncomfortable-making non-white-privileged "pace" of needed transformation) the kind of "decolonization" truths that inconveniently bring to consciousness "well-intentioned" unconscious "Orientalisms," ("Truths" that could potentially flourish into "Reconciliation" healing--IF allowed mirror-full-ness); and these kinds of truth make my brother and I really (mostly "unconsciously") uncomfortable, because we don't resonate with mirrors, with reflection, 'cause rather than truthfully being "set free" we like to be comfortable in our privilege. When we, the adjective twin attach ourselves to unsuspecting names (who expect standards that befit real civility, real nonviolence, real caring) Mother Earth's mirrors of tearful eyes break in 1,001 pieces of feel-goodist "progressive" self-deception, that "gently" kill peace--on Earth. Don't blame us, though, (and definitely, but "gently" DO silence the wailing sirens of inconvenient awakening) because we are the adjective twin, and the "progressive" harm we cause is ever so "gentle" and "well-intentioned," you see? By: Moji Agha (Mojtaba Aghamohammadi) Monday, March 26, 2018 Boulder, Colorado
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