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Sun and Soot
UTTERANCES
of my lamp and my emotion
provoked along the way
and of my truth
on the surface of the cloak of mourning
and the ponderous dignified rings
of the horseman with the bell
ringing from his elbow
artful, the pastel
of sun and soot on my wall.
~Clément Magloire-Saint-Aude (1912-1971)
"... i grieve for our gone."
Every Black woman in america has survived several lifetimes of hatred, where even in the candy store cases of our childhood, little brown niggerbaby candies testified against us. We survived the wind-driven spittle on our child's shoe and pink flesh-colored bandaids, attempted rapes on rooftops and the prodding fingers of the super's boy, seeing our girlfriends blown to bits in Sunday School, and we absorbed that loathing as a natural state. We had to metabolize such hatred that our cells have learned to live upon it because we had to, or die of it. Old King Mithridates learned to eat arsenic bit by bit and so outwitted his poisoners, but I'd have hated to kiss him upon his lips! Now we deny such hatred ever existed because we have learned to neutralize it through ourselves, and the catabolic process throws of waste products of fury even when we love.
I see hatred
I am bathed in it, drowning in it
since almost the beginning of my life
it has been the air I breathe
the food i eat, the content of my perceptions;
the single most constant fact of my existence
is their hatred . . .
I am too young for my history**
It is not that Black Women shed each other's psychic blood so easily, but that we have ourselves bled so often, the pain of bloodshed becomes almost commonplace. If i have learned to eat my own flesh in the forest - starving, keening, learning the lesson of the she-wolf who chews off her own paw to leave the trap behind - if i must drink my own blood, thirsting, why should I stop at yours until your dear dead arms hang like withered garlands upon my breast and i weep for your going, oh, my sister, I greive for our gone.
~From Eye to Eye: Black women, Hatred, and Anger by Audre Lorde
*From The I Ching.
**From "Nigger" by Judy Dothard Simmons in Decent Intentions
What Makes A King?
Woah all you nations
A question.
What makes a king?
What makes
prospering?
ooh you rebellious
Evidence stands of
events facts
Don't leave it
unsung
Jah is merited
All eight names in atlas
yoke
All earth descendants
and influences
Him on earth who maintain
the grid
Of togetherness
Specializing in
snowballing perceptions
The gathering mass
come tumbling
Witches and sorcerers
they label them.
In immediate society
Look within
If it isn't true,
Then go fix the wrong way
You made people think.
Things worth of distance
As one gone with
Everlasting Contempt
And everlasting Glory
As they resurrecting
in
The current model of
excess to be living in
respect the
indigenous people in a where they live
redeem the villainous infamy of how you rob and kill
as minimum
obligation just freely give
as minimal redeem
please teach rethink
with whips who broke
our names right out of our links
and broke civility
to animal instinct.
The predetory
instinct of take to win,
The seeds of jealousy
cultivated,
And shut us galore
born out this thing
What of the structure
the ends constructed
Purpose full
directives
For each one
functioning
Soldiers of the long wall
To protect her in eee ee
Just to protect her
in
Selassie I the
power of the holy trinity lives
He is. He is.
Ooh you nations
A question,
What makes a king?
What makes a king?
Ooh you nations
What makes
prospering
oooh you rebellious.
Don't leave it
unsung
The Emperor is
merited
All earth
descendants
And influences
Him who on earth
Protect the grid
Its he who on earth
protects the sociological grid
The how we are all
related.
OOh all you nations
What makes a king
speak from the
secret place of heart?
What makes a king?
What makes a king?
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yut ah.
Location
~Toni Morrison on when she will know that America has made racial progress (via howtobeterrell)
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