cannot engage with you-afraid of what you will do-
torture/rendition/punishment/prison
if i am foreign or of a status-
too young,too poor,too black,too loving,your
Light makes me in darkness when
i am afraid of you /what you will do
i am uniform,reduce myself.cut hair to bone
follow orders.i can truncheon those not in order
punish those out of line/imprison myself via regulations
die for orders of someone on the back line
i am native,indigenous.my cultures/heritage
made war upon via imported divergence.i do not understand this.
alignment with wind,water,earth,sky makes sense
(there is no other home than this-and these
who say they follow gods deny ours
we only wish to follow our ancestors
i am critic/distant as death.i see from distance(perspective)
i remove myself from the equation/yet cast aspersions
upon any act of creation out of the norm
i am death to the unborn.bitter wind me.authority.
i am unknown(without form)
water knows me(flow and fill,tide and moon)
weather knows me(unpredictable)
you know me more by effects than source
all of us live within you/sit round your campfire
to which one(s) will you give voice?
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