Black Poetry : Behind the Sun

mensahpoetic

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belly of the sun
Occupation
****, why you gotta be all up in my sh*t?
"I am a dreamer of dreams..."
Nikki Giovanni

can you dream dreams?
I mean, can you slide your body
underneath fantasia fabrics &
relax the visions of real life until
imagination is born?

Dreamer of dreams...you,
soldier of souls, maker of music
everytime your smile shows
...you feel me, black?
I mean, my spirit is as tangible
as love making & hair caresses, I need you
to feel me. We don't touch no more
...people, we don't touch anymore,
antiseptic tongues dripping with sterile language,
vernacular empty, needing its hope/fuselage filled until
our skins radiate with respite from the
recluse attitudes we sooth ourselves with inside
isolation.

Teller of tales, orator of oscilating genius,
god amongst the godless
...you dream dreams, don't you?
Not dreams of striking lotto numbers but
jamming formulas together & announcing that an
equation for using sunlight to end starvation
has been created.

Can you be God?
I mean, can you envision a better world and
make it so?
I don't mean building rec centers and
voting along party lines
...this is about being a denizen of dreams,
ambassador of the new hope order, meeting
in the maison behind the sun & politic ways to
bring the infinity of the universe to Earth.

Dreamer of dreams, pilot of the ferris wheel that
circulates inside chakra points, astromner of constellations
drawing the painting of enticing sights, making
nomads of the Sahara look up at night and chant smiles,
wathcing them ride incense smoke to Orion and beyond.
...all the while, our potential for becoming ethereal
tries to hide behind the dense decadence
of our possibilities' childhood,
peter pan in our growth, walking slave ships wandering,
disgusted with the choice of landing onto
chattel land or drowning in the
triangular abyss of faithlessness, hopelessness,
and loneliness.

can you dream dreams?
I mean, can you echo humanity's sentiment
and manifest it into a siren of serenity
that appeases the uneasiness we all contain?
Silence is cleared land, space, demanding for an
idea to be planted in it.
...speak of your dreams,
and let's be godly together.

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