(SAVAGE FI SAVAGE SEE) A WORD SUBMISSION PIECE.
Here we are my people in the future... Our ancestors ghosts crying continuously from the pictures of our past... Hanging from trees and being attacked by dogs... Savage images of the supposedly civilised as they picked a brother... Killed him heinously.
Shit ain't changed in Liberia... Shit ain't changed in Sierra Leone... Shit ain't changed in Washington DC... Shit ain't changed on these streets... Black life it seems still ain't shit in this our brutal reality.
And what of Black Love as it dangles so succinctly... Oh the fucking irony as yet another black baby loses its life to black crime and insensitivity... Preachers standing in the places where warriors should be... Such an orchestrated insanity banging rather synaptically... If only these beings spoke this language universally... Black power born of an ever pressing need... The red, the gold, the black and the green... This thing... This unity, it shining in the distance, it shimmering in it's luminescence... So many afraid of it's presence... Scared at the end of all this slavery... Praying to white God to save them from a white shaitan... Such a fucking conundrum... Success but a changed mentality away... A reeducated child away... A new religiosity away...
Here we are my people in the future... What you gone do?
John Swatz: Liberia, Black Love and Ghost
Ellen Butterfly Allen. Language
Eddie Felton: Success
Hyrim Ether: Shine
Thomas Nickolas: Irony
JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY
