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Life Is the Travelling Shadow
what i know i know you know that i know your shadow that i travel with it in the light day i imagine and know the imagery shadow that directs you in the dark side. i know the shadow of the sun that generates my identity, to construct my self but i imagine the shadow of the star that shines in night with the black witches but the innocents are hugged together in the presence of the sun rays i bet for the dim shadow of the moon that translate you in real form to be you in the real living moon. i know the shadow of the tress that move with the objects, when the eyes seem to travel by bus i know your unknown shadow which cover the secrete of death and love the shadow that gives you body and soul the shadow that kindly cares your betrayed heart the one that gives me time to think about you life is the dying sun with its rays that gives you shadow. i know the shadow that i see it by eyes, by memories the shadow that nod my head right and left the shadow of the black blanket of the ancestors the black shadow of the black blanket as transformed from history to memory from reality to thought the real shadow to its purity. the only thing that i wait with hope and trust is the african shadow to stand alone the shadow of the politics rays that will give, that will bare, that will live like the dead shadow of the father of the nations those who lived with them, as were exploited, oppressed by the black shadows of the white skins. i kindly wait the shadow of the black youth that see the black race as the living moon living in cooperate with the dying sun depending not from the shining friendly stars i wait the shadow of the black youth's hands holding each other, expressing their black culture choosing their black colour to be their favoured colour i wait without coughing, yawing or chewing the shadow of the black graves that gives responsibilities to their coffins i wait the shadow of the real corpse. i know what it means what it symbolizes, that it gives you reasoning i know what it explains what it signifies, that pretend you thinking life gives death with its shadow because life is the walking death. i know the shadow that marks your sole to live the foot prints from generation going to generation to read the prints i know the shadow of your hand written that translates dark to night foolish to bright that gives knowledge of the reality the shadow that never die with the object i understand that i know the shadow of the singers, the travellers, the prisons, the officers that try to compare drawing with sketching differentiating animals with humans because life is living, let us live the life of the living. i remember the shadow of the ants the shadow of the insects, that controls other lives the shadow that gives truth, valued worth i bet to your known, it is only one shadow that the living and the non living have but only one shadow to define life the shadow of the living. i unearth the shadow of the flies the roaming shadow of the butterflies that gives the origin form of the earth as they roam here and there to prove the earth as spherical i know the shadow of their lives they don't have farms, they don't sow, they don't dig i desire to live their shadow it is the practical shadow and chronical. i know the shadow that define parental care two shadow of two dove kindly they define true love it is the shadow to follow, i dare. now i know the shadow that gives you power, energy and life no, it is the palm that haves the shadow of forgiveness truly, the hand that carries mercy it is my shadow in his palms it is my life in his wishes it is your shadow in his plans i kindly wish my shadow to live after death if my wish is your wish; let us live our pure shadows, our fullest shadows he is real, we are his shadows.
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