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Black Life Shatters
My oldest son, one of the few Earth-mattering Earth-shattering Black lives I was made to protect to guide by eco-righteous WinWin acts and co-passioning words, Felt, and therefore was, disempowered, worthless, like helpless prey among predators who listen to the same rap, same urban Earth writes, same multicultural performances, When a gun was dispassionately pointed at his head. This was only tangentially about an economic exchange primal, personally and politically, targeted. He felt violated, and threatened, already home and identity invaded, when forced to hand over his car keys, and the back door and front door keys to his home. He knows these guys, where to find them on Facebook, at the casino, in the dance and rap clubs where he invested infested while still in high school. Urban night school, unEarthly, earthy darkly sensual. He does not know where to find them in church. Gospel music is for grandmothers. Liturgical dance, sacred rituals, are for outside romance on warm wet wombed erotic nights. He felt naked exposed terrified when they demanded his last dime. This is his biggest and baddest bully, his most deeply echoing "LOSER!" His darkest dirge speaking of suicidal revenge. Or prison, where Earth's great white patriarchal State, will put a gun to his head and force him to remove his clothes and bend over to assume the even more lost position, Raped of any future hope to rest outdoors after an ecstatic liturgical dance under a romantic full moon rapping and dancing ultra-violet variations on a warm wet wombed bright delight. Not So Bright Delight You talk our talk like Black Lives Matter, but you walk your own walk as Black lives shatter, Brown lives stutter, Green lives splinter. What's a-matter? You want to want all lives to splatter? Might hear to hear RealTalk ain't chatter, You eat to eat friends heads on platters. We taste to see your fake get fatter. Your act is tired. Your allies scatter. You need to feed on guns' disaster. Come on now, Felix, What's a-matter? Where's your commitment to Black Lives Matter?
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