Loving To Be / Struggling To Be Free

A strong, virtuous and industrious young man sat contemplative & absorbed at the side of a lake. Strong of body, humble in spirit with the stillness of the water reflecting the serenity of his thoughts: thoughts of a harvest Soon to be gathered, thoughts of a gratefulness For communal trading & sharing, thoughts of our children... Our dedicated & nurturing wives, thoughts of our loving parents Instructing & giving advice, thoughts of our people ~ Our beautiful, beautiful, beautiful people loving to understand & loving to be understood, loving to help others & loving those who help them, loving to love & loving to be loved, loving the freedom of others & longing to be free themselves... Then suddenly and imperceptibly dreams transmitted to nightmares, tranquility to havoc, communal serenity to chaos, and freedom to an inhumane forced servitude the likes of which were never Known Before or after ------- Treacherously were we snatched from the place of our birth by a man with a plan calculating our laborious worth. Captured, shackled, bought, sold and traded By an avaricious incompassion...inhuman, untenable and hated. We've been denigrated, debilitated, depreciated and nigger-rated. We've been decried, denied, deprived, as well as separated. We've been brutalized, terrorized, dehumanized, and victimized. Then utilized, vilified and irrevocably criminalized. We've struggled, fought been ridiculed, massacred and died... In mutinies, rebellions, protests and even freedom rides. Despised as thieves, yet we continue to be stolen from... Demeaned as murderers, yet we continue to be slaughtered... Incarcerated as Insurgents ~ We must Continue to Struggle. We must still love to understand, and love to be understood. We must still love to help others, and love those who help us. We must still love to love, and love to be loved in return, We must still love the freedom of others..