‘Where the living dead roam feasting on each other’s ignorance’: two poems

June 26 2016

Here I Stand!

Here I stand in the midst of utter darkness

Where the light never shines and hope never comes around.

Where the living dead roam feasting on each other’s ignorance,

Ando those who are not in a dead-man-walking state of mind, are also slowly killing themselves

Poisoning their body, flooding their mind with false hope and false light.

Here I stand amongst those content with their situation,

Those who have no profound vision for tomorrow.

Who would rather lay in poverty than attempt to change their dire conditions.

What can I do? Standing around such sorrow: “Nothing.” A voice spoke up. “Take action!”

 

As the days go by and the cell grows small, I hope to understand the meaning of it all.

Was God behind my imprisonment—they say a man thinks best in isolation.

What was the meaning of it all, for me to realize my potential, to gain an understanding of life, to read between the lines?

What was the meaning of all this

Uncertainty.

(Al-Mu’izz Al-Mumit El-Shabazz)

The next light shiner on the darkness of urban America.

’97 a King was born. ’97 a dream was dreamed.

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