MY FATHER IS BLACK LIKE GOD
(Dedicated to my father, and Afrikan grandfathers
and to Afrikan fathers and grandfathers everywhere)
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My Father is Black like God
My father is Black like God
My father is Black like the Creator
My father is Black like the Creator of Creation
My father is Black like before Sep-Tpyi
Like before the first happening happened
If there was a first happening
My father was happening
My father is black like the Sun
My father is black like the Sun before it begun
My father is black like the fabric of inter-galactic space
Yes indeed
My father is black like Carbon
My father is black like God
the Creator
the Sun
like Carbon
My father gives life
Protected, nurtured, and provided for me
My father was born in Washington, D.C.
And before that
he was born in South Carolina
And before that
he was born in Bioko Island
And before that
he was born in Angola
And before that
he was born in the foothills of the mountains of the moon
My father is black like God
Black like the space in which thoughts exists
that are coming to you soon.
My father was before me and shall be after me
My father cannot be destroyed because my father is black
My father is black like
Carbon is essential to life, able to capture light
Or if pressured shape shift to refract energy with magnificent brilliance.
My father is black like the thump of the bass line in Jamaica Funk
Black like the sound of the funk in the kick drum
My father is black like vibration
My father is Black like the people of the first civilized nation.
Make no mistake about it I know where I am going
and from which I come from….
My father is Black like God.
By Kemet Mawakana (aka The Seven-Foot Poet)
Peace (when appropriate) War (when necessary)
Copyright 2008.
Kemet Mawakana (aka “The Seven-Foot Poet”) is a highly acclaimed spoken-word artist, and has published two books A . . . Z . . . Infinity and Crucifixion of My Soul . The collective body of his works presented weekly in BAR are in tribute to Listervelt Middleton, Dr. John Henrik Clarke, and “For The People”. Currently, he is a facilitator at AYA Educational Institute ( www.ayaed.com ) and can be reached at sevenfootpoet@gmail.com .
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