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THE PRESENT JUNETEENTH: A 2025 Juneteenth Flashback
Beginning with the celebration
Of our Juneteenth,
We prepare a new perspective
For the 4th of July:-
Though this nation now stands stalled
On the brink, she remains our nation
That she is also our nation too, there
Can be no lie!
What a uniqueness her oppressed people
Now share?
Two juxtaposed emancipation celebrations
Back-to-back:
Going from these times, only the future knows
To where:-
Oh what an interesting time it is for those of us
Born black,
And indigenous ones contemplating it all in utter
Amazement!
As for us, our eyes on the prize focus, must remain
In the present;
No more standing around in a sad dismayed whine:-
It’s celebration Time!
P.S.: Remember this, my Brothers and Sisters:-
“…We may not be
Where we want to be;
We may not be
Where we ought to be;
We may not be
Where we gonna be;
But praise God! We ain’t
Where we once were!”
Take me there inside your darkness
Deep within the wondrous night
As we hold each other tight
We can let the moon and stars be our only light
The love we have between us will ease our eyes into adjusting to our surroundings so we will
have sight
Guiding us to each other allowing our hearts to once again to take flight
These feelings and emotions can't be wrong because you know for both of us they are so
right
Together we have always been bound by the others soul
And those ties that bind us is what is leading us back to the other and they have overtaken
any and all control
If you listen you will hear our love whisper so loudly so that each and every heart will skip a
beat
And keeping in perfect rhythm our souls in be whole and feel complete
You are so much more to me than just my past
Don't you see you were the first to be my last
Your memories consume my present
Our moments that we share cause me to fantasize about the future
My hopes and dreams are so clear and very true
My wishes and prayers will forever include you
So let me light your darkness as you have shined on mine
Let us hold one another until the end of time
We have together a shared passion which is of extreme dedication and sheer devotion
One of which has set our lives forever in motion
My love for you will always be here when you are ready so completely and ever so faithfully
I know the one I need and utterly long for will again find me eventually
Then within our hearts and souls there will be nothing that we long for anymore or that we
will miss
So please take me there inside your darkness...
...it's where I need to be
me there with you, you right there with me
There is indifference if I fail by trying
But there is jubilation if I finally succeed,
To persuade contrast faces quietly marvelling
With kindness to those who are in need.
There is love and sometimes there is peace,
The unknown scarcely threaten our realm,
To know the fear of hazards exist in space,
Will it be a virtual atmosphere or real pain?
There’s assurance, both of spirit and soul
The Kama of surety on earth we try to claim,
Our conscience inherits this virtue as gold,
In heaven, who knows what will be our name?
The future is unknown; unseen by our deeds
Permitted only with glimpses of what we feel,
Model upon other foundations reality succeeds
But those emotions are not always real.
The unknown advent angels secretly proclaim
Celestial beings with stern human face arrayed,
How will their awesome presence reign?
Over the fallen nations that they upbraid.
No pruning or pining or resurrection wishing
Entity elsewhere to share the unknown eternity,
We will stand with our lives overwhelming,
Witnesses in the surrounding world of plenty.
Measure of society by embarrassment,
being a part of that state establishment.
The informed shared interest that knows,
wasters that claim to be the institution vows.
Bound to rigid ness and as politic direction sold,
crippled down industrial economics manifold.
They speak about the future with excuses of term,
the apparent freedom labeled to confirm.
Fountain of endless information provided,
to cut out every possibilities confided.
Heartless encyclopedia of laws that bend,
credited shares that southwards went.
Documentaries are the new CV’s,
desperate actions tell a story in degrees.
Seeing the worth of our ecological disaster,
recognizing the evil in the name of profit master.
Being the statue and a number without a will,
and constantly forging out the nonsense bill.
Expectations show that mirror of our mind,
reflections of trusting governance what we cannot find.
Patterns of generation by bounded sorrow,
shifting statistics for more to borrow.
Great souls take on true responsibility,
attention seekers doing so through hostility.
Within the state of human legacy of grace,
we can rise above the sense of duty pace.
Within the state of human legacy of grace,
we can rise above the political bureaucratic maze.
Service in perception of honor provided,
caring governance not complicated.
Once in a blue moon
Once upon a time
Time to wake up
Time to tell the truth
Truth will come out
Truth will set you free
Free to be yourself
Free to fly
Fly far away
Fly with eagles' wings
Wings that lift you high
Wings steady and strong
Strong as an ox
Strong enough to last
Last forever
Last call
Call a friend
Call collect
Collect coins
Collect your thoughts
Thoughts of love
Thoughts of people
People who matter
People who care
Care for the sick
Care for their souls
Souls that are lost
Souls redeemed by love
Love that never fails
Love that won't let go
Go for the gold
Go in peace
Peace of mind
Peace with God
God Most High
God is love
Love beyond measure
Love without end
End of strife
End of days
Days of our lives
Days bright with hope
Hope for all people
Hope for the future
Future of the world
Future of our children
Children we have borne
Children of our love
Love
Borne
5/14/14
The Power of the Manifest:
"Love Nest"
Dinner at sunset,
the delectable table is spread
before a vista of deep pink,
burnt orange, persimmon
and shades of violet blue,
below us emeralds linger
towards the sapphire of life,
real, shining and rippling,
the flow,
alabaster sailed tall ships
out the window
breaching a wake
on dreams towards us,
safe harbour,
a room with a view
and a bridge
inviting the muse
to cross the bow,
to stay
to whisper
with the Siren
secrets sensual, singing
southern operatic tunes
in passionate hues
beneath the now becoming
diamond strung
sky of midnight
indigo blue
one becomes
the two
in the quiet hours
An eagle, far from
the safe confines of
his homely nest,
wings extended intense,
hovers outside,
considers the feast,
then flies through the open window
he stays for a while
longer than intended
lives without hood
and fettered bell ringing talons
with a calm sea'd mistress
who's murdered crows
to
manifest
the future
in it's
calm and peaceful
Nowness
He is free to
come and go
to cross the
Bridge
to find the
Tree of Life
the golden hounds
to cross the
the bough
the air breathless, burns
"as honeycomb sway in the tree..."
(LadyLabyrinth / 2020)
"Make It Wit Chu" /Queens of the Stone Age
https://youtu.be/G9RA5v9Hy44
1. Bow
The bow is the forward part of the hull of a ship or boat, the point that is usually most forward when the vessel is underway.
a weapon for shooting arrows, typically made of a curved piece of wood joined at both ends by a taut string.
paralyzed in
hellishly cold
confining space
pummeled by cruel
icy shards
feeling lost & unfound
waiting to get lost as
the past cries
the present sighs &
the future screams
the days collapse into
another expiring year
in the Wild Wild western
& northern hemispheres
bleeding through bullet holes
Apocalypse Not Yet
brace for frigid impact
paradise is hopelessly lost
deluded dinosaurs roam the earth
Big Tech is Watching
Better Text a Crazy Poet
with lunatic visions
of radiant plasma
flowing in the craters of
a brain misfiring on all cylinders
I deserve a tip
I know if I serve my people
I serve God
I know if I serve the world
I look foolish
in the face of the bad
I realise there is no
better way if I don't
sacrifice for my people
the hopes the dreams
the confidence
the future
I can see it in my people
they are from God
so I know if I serve my people
I serve God
I deserve a tip
like a humble servants
I chose to be in this
times of hardship
like a prophet the
words of redemption
never seize to exist
from the deep of my soul
this people has been through
a lot in a world trapped in brutality
this people has cried out
with all energy they got
just to earn freedom
my people is taken
for granted even in a
time of help
they are pushed away
to bleed in griefs
and when my eyes see
this calamities upon
my people I got no
choice than to serve
my people with love
I deserve a tip
the legacy I grow
can't be a lasting reality
with out the love of my people
I want my kids to be free
on the streets of the commoners
with no harm nor intimidation
I want the humanity I preach
to be given to all humans
I want to grow old
realising I own nothing
knowing I paid my dues
paid for the sake
of the love of my people
for the ultimate sake of
the better living of
all human
I want my words
to be read written
in the mind of the good
so I see the life I sick
in loving my people
so I serve them
with all I got
and if I deserve nothing
I will not worry
cos already love
is the ultimate goal
of all I gave
so with out been told
my people knows
I deserve to be remembered
I deserve a tip
I deserve a tip
I gave my talents
I gave my heart
I gave my best
I gave my spirit
I gave my words
I gave my music
I will gave more
I gave not for vanity
but for humanity
I gave cos I own nothing
and if there is a thing
I deserve from the
love I gave to mankind
I deserve a tip
I deserve a tip
just tip me back
with love
just tip me back with
care
just tip me back
with kindness
just tip me back
like a human
cos for all I gave
I own nothing
despite
I deserve a tip
I’m sorry to have to do this but I have no other choice, I just can’t take this anymore, I can’t listen to the sound of your voice
It has taken residence up in my mind and it haunts me every day, reminding me that you’re still here with me and all of the things that I still wish you to say
You didn’t sign a lease back then because you didn’t know your time frame, it was shorter than was expected and caused more damage then I can say
You came in and tore down all of the walls that I had built within, and you placed your beautiful face in their absence so that I could never forget
Not that I could anyway, even if I wanted to, you were the best tenant I ever had and now I don’t know what to do
You have no right to be here, you don’t even pay me rent, my mind is so tired of fighting with your memory, I am so spent
So please if you’re not going to stay then pack your bags and leave, take the rest of you when you go, just let me be
I don’t need unwanted visitors in my space, all that I want is a vacancy to take your place
I don’t want to think anymore, I don’t want to feel, I want to lock the door, throw away the key, and believe this isn’t real
I didn’t invite you in, you showed up here after you had long ago left, so tell me what you want from me? The baggage? The rest?
Please just go, just turn around and leave, because I can’t do this anymore, I’m not the home that you seek
I thought that I was back then, and oh how I wanted to be, but you’re the one that locked the door on the future of you and me.
Abandoned and Forgotten
Days bleeding into nights
Shackled to the ticking of endless nights,
Silence screams, a chorus of lonely nights.
Shadows dance on walls, mocking and frights,
As seconds bleed into a lifetime of fearing of the future take.? Of what decisions shall I make? Loneliness etches itself into once-smooth skin, leaving lines of despair etched deep within.
Deserted halls echo with questions untold,
"Why?" "When? Where did it fold?
Years crawl by, chains of solitude
binding tighter still prolude,
Hope flickers faint, a dying ember's last fight,
Can dawn break through the gloom that chokes the air within its bloom?
Or am I destined to weather here in despair, buried in this affair in it's might?But there are no replies, only the ceaseless hum of empty lies, The mirror reflects a stranger's gaze, eyes hollow and haunted, a silent scream trapped within.
So let me seize that flame, fan it bright,
Banish the shadows that plague my sight.
I choose to rise above this prison of despair,
To seek the light, to breathe the healing air.
No longer bound by echoes of yesterday,
I'll forge ahead, come what may someday?
And though the path may wind and turn away,
My spirit stirs, ready to yearn another day, Everlasting this solitude of pain. the sun will rise again,
Guiding me towards a brighter horizon, a new begin.
Claws of solitude rip, unyielding,
Yet embers of defiance smolder willding.
Through suffocating shadows, a whisper persists within Familiar spaces twisted remonist by solitude's cruel whim.
"I will endure within?
Bonds of sorrow may constrict,
Though silken threads of memory restrict, entwine melodys of hearts shattered. Remembering what most mattered,
Shackled by time's relentless march,
Solitude's talons score and scarch.
Yet within this cell of shadow cast,
An ember sparks, defiantly vast.
Hoping this shall not be my last.
Tempest the rage of my past.