By Omowale-Ketu Oladuwa
There has been no time since 1967
When the chariots of war did not rumble, and
The dogs of destruction did not grind their metal teeth,
Ironbirds whining in mental nitespace infrared sights locked on target.
The Blues of Black Life awoke singing
Her pulse a blood-rent throb /blond wig
Testament of a masked breakdown.
His smooth face a catapulted crush
Blues as worm
Eating its way thru flesh
Blues /host that brew son’s vision.
Dry bones rattle in mental cave
Puppeteers jerked strings dance
I watch the people genuflecting, Martin
Forgetful of the pained path;
The sacrifice of blood
The people impoverished by the idea of you
Without the fact that Coretta and your children knew.
Our people hope with no knowledge
Encased and shrouded in corporate images of your living
The aperture of your vision
Nothing but a dream-filled con-
Fusion of FBI-masked white supremacy.
The Beloved Community and prophets of Love
Gone missing from the napalmed children burning
And the festering minds of ghetto angst:
Those ravaged villages 8000 liteyears away
They preach you dead Martin
Preach you pious and bigger than the people’s hurt.
They preach you absent Malcolm
Spayed and neutered in dreams unrealized;
The human heart absent in the empire.
We are yet at war, Brothers
And the black guy in the white house
Is the best white president America has ever had.
We still looking for the way out of miseries
Out from the mind fog
Out of the post-racial web of lies we’ve told ourselves
To keep their peace, and protect the profits of the one-percent.
We keep looking for ourselves outside our selves
Waiting for the loneranger
The messiah returned /the Mahdi materialized
Our black knight in white shining armor.
And today another Black child was born in every city
With a face of expectation
Held tight in a mother’s arms
Held tight by dreams deferred.
There has been no time since the war to end all wars
When the chariots of empire did not roll
And dark bodies were not made cannon fodder.
The struggle continues Malcolm.
Aluta continua Martin…
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