Swing Low Sweet Chariot

One way
I know this afrocentric music
rather than a eurocentric mere performance piece
is longing for
a sweet and swinging chariot,
rather than a messiah white and male.

I know
this is a cooperative-felt spirit,
and not so much a competition,
because of how
word choices and round rhythms
combine to pitch longing free safe home.

A freestyle journey
to a rich robust and multicultured freedom
of tribes long living
loving Earth's peace paradise.

A paradise
western civilization
has not sung or danced, 
out loudly joyed about
for far too long
without a warm cooperative song

Swinging low and high
in sweetly waving gold
ruled and ratioed 
traveler's chariot,

Coming and going
racing forth and back
to carry us 
in and out of home

To freedom's too long lost,
stolen, kidnapped
while we were dreaming,
singing and dancing with another day
dreaming nights of disembodied free,

Anxiously anticipating,
weary
and yet warmly welcoming.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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