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           UNMOCKED ALLEGORY

(A Message In And For Each Day Of Ourstory)

 

Granny said that all things have a seed

and that every seed produces its own

thing to be reaped:  good or bad:-

 

At the time, it was hers and the bible study

lesson to be taught and remembered; however,

at that time I didn’t get the full allegorical meaning

of what they were saying: good or bad:- 

Now, at this time of grey hair and aged awareness,

I finally realize and know that we all scatter and sow

seeds—either to the flesh or to the spirit—and what

is reaped, is according to that which we freely sowed.

 

Now, as I look out over our urban fields, I

realize that many moons ago, syndrome-like

sowers of the flesh came like thieves in the night

and scattered their seeds of corruption everywhere.

 

Some fell onto the paved streets and were wheeled;

Some fell onto the sidewalks and were foot-crushed;

Some fell into the gutters and were washed away;

Some fell, however, into cracks and needled bushes:-

 

From these seeds we’ve reaped Black-on-Black crime

misery;

From these seeds we’ve reaped Black Families falling

apart;

From these seeds we’ve reaped Black apathy and its

depression;

From these seeds we’ve destroyed each other physically

and mentally;

From these seeds we’ve done the oppressors’ harvesting of

our demise.

 

Now is the time to re-plow our domestic fields with the

plow of the spirit;

Now is the time to rid our domestic fields of wind-blown

evil seeds;

Now is the time to take back the stolen they took from

our plowed rows;

Now is the time to rage defense against all forces that seek

to destroy us!

 

Come!  Let us get ready Black people; the harvest season is

dawning;

Come!  Let us get ready Black people; the harvest coming is

plentiful;

Come!  Let us get ready Black people; time to take back the stolen

gift of freedom;

Come!  Let us get ready Black people; freedom’s vision awaits its

due reality.

Come!  Let us get ready Black people; reapers must be as equal as

is the harvest!

 
         AN UNMOCKED ALLEGORY
(A Message In And For Each Day Of Ourstory)
 
Granny said that all things have a seed
and that every seed produces its own
thing to be reaped:  good or bad:-
 
At the time, it was hers and the bible study
lesson to be taught and remembered; however,
at that time I didn’t get the full allegorical meaning
of what they were saying: good or bad:- 
Now, at this time of grey hair and aged awareness,
I finally realize and know that we all scatter and sow
seeds—either to the flesh or to the spirit—and what
is reaped, is according to that which we freely sowed.
 
Now, as I look out over our urban fields, I
realize that many moons ago, syndrome-like
sowers of the flesh came like thieves in the night
and scattered their seeds of corruption everywhere.
 
Some fell onto the paved streets and were wheeled;
Some fell onto the sidewalks and were foot-crushed;
Some fell into the gutters and were washed away;
Some fell, however, into cracks and needled bushes:-
 
From these seeds we’ve reaped Black-on-Black crime
misery;
From these seeds we’ve reaped Black Families falling
apart;
From these seeds we’ve reaped Black apathy and its
depression;
From these seeds we’ve destroyed each other physically
and mentally;
From these seeds we’ve done the oppressors’ harvesting of
our demise.
 
Now is the time to re-plow our domestic fields with the
plow of the spirit;
Now is the time to rid our domestic fields of wind-blown
evil seeds;
Now is the time to take back the stolen they took from
our plowed rows;
Now is the time to rage defense against all forces that seek
to destroy us!
 
Come!  Let us get ready Black people; the harvest season is
dawning;
Come!  Let us get ready Black people; the harvest coming is
plentiful;
Come!  Let us get ready Black people; time to take back the stolen
gift of freedom;
Come!  Let us get ready Black people; freedom’s vision awaits its
due reality.
Come!  Let us get ready Black people; reapers must be as equal as
is the harvest!

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