A Meditation on Love

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-a genius of the stars Like Nina Simone- Born of the stars- I too a star child I forgive- white Men their slavery- had I been white – I too a slaver And in my time the Pharaoh was black – Where I hardened my heart – it was to let in light – the darker – The more persuasive. And in these streets modern – these streets I drive insane- I wish to sculpture – expression- to harness haste –and patience- Love even prejudice- so that I- may –imprison it- in conscience And forgive. Lacerated- and now I pity myself- I have not gone far- before I infant Wail and so many white- and so many images- and so much pain. I state – universal nation – I come late to fascism – I spent long hours Masturbating- but eventually I was chosen- to find psychic lust- And I have raped- and I have killed- and I have devoured- immortal Flesh I have whined on piss and sentiments- belched ego to the heart- All this- hunted gathering – I hounded a self- made savage- by fearing Not to know and loathing to be schooled- partially- of affected to go low To a medium height- Humility it was a failing- and in Liberal eyes- I see that- Blue eyes- that forgave me- my hate- I could not forgive their failing- For fifty million souls lost to the oceans of slavery- I no longer wish Revenge I dictate from my mogul power All blacks- I stand a prince- I come above- I shower the light of my Heart and terrible – I command forgive- It is a prince- not a Pharaoh- There shall be no more kings- that commands you- forgive- For the end- there shall be no power- and no high and no low- I go Human.

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