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August 16th, 2008: Thoughts on a hot Saturday in Paradise
My dearest Diary,
on the eve of the biggest change in my life that I've yet to even embark on, I wanted to leave my thoughts as I travel on my journey to who-knows-where: so today, I leave a poem marking this transition. Until then, Yours Truly. Crucible I hear your gurgling: the daring transition which brings pain from the walls of this prison I welcome your stain. marking those things which must change: family betrayal social and cultural hegemony fascist regimes opportunistic gratification temptations raging egos out of control tempered with humility exacted compassion internally and externally working class people with the blues -versus- the ideologically coercive bourgeoisie. Rising as an Gramescian-Marxist intellectual, organically grown, amid my trans-racial, sexually-minoritized standpoint, I proclaim: Your hegemonic controls are powerless when juxtaposed against our collective experience: When the smoke settles from the flames of the crucible, our empowerment will prevail! We rise, as called by the Bodhisattva of the Universe! Oh, Crucible: We welcome your change! |
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