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Monday, April 13, 2020

(IF ONLY)

If I could I would speak to you of so many things... Of how we in the reproductive organs of our ancestors created the human race in the garden Africa... We so new to this planet.
If I could I would speak to you of how we built empires and kingdoms... I Pharaoh and you Queen... We leaving keys in hieroglyphics that our people now ignore... My love for you burning in my heart as the blood beats through its valve... As Lila Ike thumps in my ears.
If I could I would speak to you of us biblically... We Hebrew Israelites before religion ever existed... Abraham, Sarah and Hagar... Kedar and Ishmael... The fathers of this thing now called religion as dictated by man.
If I could I would apologize for not recognizing the threat of the beast who enslaved our ancestors... Cut our children from your belly and raised them like animals... Fed off them like the vampires they love so much in books and movies... So reminiscent of who they truly are... Blaming you for conditions they created.
If I could I would hold you in my arms and comfort you... My love flowing in every breath I take, every step I take... Would that you could overlook the whitewash... Would that you could recollect your spirituality... We in the presence of the universal... Our love encompassing all human existence.
If I could I would speak to you of all these things... My love threatening to consume me... My love threatening to bring me to tears... I born of the heart of a star... You my companion... I want to hold you so... To wake and look into your eyes... I falling asleep alone long for these things... My sister, my queen, my destiny.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY