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Ancient Kemet

Roots Of Civilization

Many ancient stone carvings found in Africa
Somewhere in upper Egypt a few decades back
Have the features of black folk. Is this a surprise?
It’s a fact, just like taxes, that no one denies.
Would it be of concern to me were I not black?
There’s a reason for why I’m in America.

Yet the average negro with eyes cannot see
The resemblance most blatant. While still yet asleep
The connection is dismissed. But why is this so?
One would think one’s own history is cool to know.
Tribal waters, when entered, can then become deep.
I must know where I come from so I can be free.

Knowing myself can’t free me from acts done in hate.
I avoid confrontation head on and get by
With sincere understanding of what makes me proud.
In the midst of a race war need my voice be loud?
Human teams all have uniforms. That would imply
That we came here to play but mostly to create.

They were masterful chemists. Indelible dyes
They concocted. For work lasting six thousand years,
Today still they are treasured and kept on display.
Someday our viral hate may be treated this way.
Handfuls of human heritage mitigate fears.
Going to the museum is something most wise.

Youthful Feminine Leader

Goddess Becoming

Often you are affectionate. As the princess
Of your native encampment, your leadership style
Differs quite from your father’s, the imposing chief.
Yet you’re fearless and powerful beyond belief.
Creatively expressive, you lead with your smile.
Using silence to foil foes, your tribe you impress.

Feelings run deep within you. You’re feisty and proud.
Your actions convey clearly your heartfelt intent.
Quite adept as an artist, respect is bestowed
Upon you. The ancestral is yours to decode
And translate to transcendence for what is present.
With honor, devotion, and beauty you’re endowed.

Not afraid of adventure, danger is to you
Simply part of the process of doing what’s right.
You will fight for the life of the friend who’s in need.
Through the blast of the ill captain’s masculine screed
You will carry on steadfastly, willing to fight
In the light of the justice that you know as true.

Your friend Peter is fortunate as are those who
Are the closest to you. Dancing is your best way
To conjure celebration. Your charm and mystique
Radiate from your beauty and how well you speak
For your people and history. Bright is your day
When you’re in warm surroundings with those who love you.