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Thursday, November 10, 2016

Contemplation on the odu Okanran Ofun (okana fun)

I am
numb
words
can not
hide
the grief
or console
the pain
It permeates
every breath
taken by this
wounded nation
We are held
in the arms of a
Golem
molded with the ashes of
burned promises
and
crushed dreams
created by invisible masters
who's hidden agenda
is known by
few
but felt by
many
I hope this Golem
will not destroy us
but it is fed by
hate
fear
rage
and
anger
the true four horseman
of the apocalypse
I can hear their approach
in the deafening cheers
for the Golem
in our midst
Love will continue to be
a stranger here
until we destroy
the golem
in each of
us

Friday, November 4, 2016

Contemplation on the Odu Oyekun Meji


If I could bend 
time
I would bend it
backwards
to capture that first 
moment
like fireflies in a 
bottle
that I could carry with
me 
so bright that 
whenever
i found myself in the 
shadows
I could pull them 
out
and break through the
darkness
illuminating my path
forward
When those days
come
and you know they
will
remember to close your
eyes
and when all seems
dark
pull out your
bottle
and let the fireflies of your
life
shine

--- Created while listening to "Awake my soul" - Mumford and sons https://soundcloud.com/courtneynicolebruner/mumford-sons-awake-my-soul  2SB