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living in legend

feared

revered

removed

your corpse

a sign of contested

resistance

pouring  oil

on paths to cold realities

spiritual uprisings

and songs of salt water

you are forever

living

dead

in myths

of truth subverted

held in memory

too dangerous for life

alive in hearts

burning in our

unconscious

evicting our ignorance

covering our

lost innocence with

blood of martyr

and ash of grief

wish I could free you

from the postage stamp

give you back

the iron and fire

that ran in your

veins

About Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

I create; therefore I am.
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