A tentative version of a poem, a psalm of adoration to all black men.
Written with "affectionately desirous" love...
I love the sun
It dawned the beginning
Of what was to never end
A love
Made high within brown hills
A haven when all else
All else
Is at variance with him
I am made strong
With every effort to pull down fear
Pull down
What makes me hesitate to give all
Feel safe in a consuming fire
I love the sun
It dawned the beginning
Of what was to never end
A love
I look up to when
The world is in night and his rays are needed
To stir my slumber
My slumber
Is what shaded my mind
Believing that all eyes are real
Eyes lie to the children of slaves
The children
Taught to look down on their black star
And blot out his heart with the shadow of shame
It dawned the beginning
Of what was to never end
A love
Setting where mounds
Smile a pink haze
The sacred hue of bliss
Of bliss
Extending hands
Containing the substance of life
I will elevate his bowed beam
His bowed
Countenance is made proud and free to never
Hang defeated what is mighty through our one soul
I will never again
Withhold my light in a valley low
Because a sun needs to shine
To dawn the beginning
Of what was to never end
A splendid day
He which made them at the beginning made them male and female...wherefore they are no more twain, but one flesh. What therefore GOD hath joined together, let no [entity] put asunder.
~The Book of Matthew 19: 4-6
He which made them at the beginning made them male and female...wherefore they are no more twain, but one flesh. What therefore GOD hath joined together, let no [entity] put asunder.
~The Book of Matthew 19: 4-6
2 comments:
OK,
The meaning of this one escapes me. (psst, come closer. I have a secret I wanna share with you...) I'm NOT the worlds deepest person. *PLEASE DON'T TELL NOBODY!* So I get love was mixed in there, but the images you describe were a little over my head. Didn't really get it...
Shawn~
Well, this piece is a work in progress. I say that because I still want to improve upon it...every now then I'll pick it up and change something. But anyway, I was trying to create an image of the sun rising and setting. I was comparing black men to the sun...my love rises and sets with this relationship. And at the end I as thinking of an eternal "day." But the dawn of that day is marked by the shining of the elevated sun/black men...just trying to say that it is my aim to uplift rather than tear down the men I love so much. And somewhere toward the middle I spoke of an eclipse...just trying to say that shamefully speaking ill of them and further adding to the already distorted images in the media serves to blot out the sun, to prevent him from shining (the power of all that he is). Well, that's the gist of it...I love the sun : )
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