in the ground i found the cardinal in every step. like roots from the butternut tree it satiated me as i wept. in my blood i felt the flood of every cell, rushing to my head, arterial red, on the wings of a bird, like the word – reduced within from the sludge of sin. I am well.
by K. Osei
a kernel yields the corn,
from a sperm man is born.
amidst the dark, underground,
not the grave; life is found.
in the black silent night
essence strives for the light.
reign of scorn seeks control
of life in and out the soul.
it is nature’s unnatural greed
to own a life, destroy the seed.
in the ovary hangs the egg
awaiting zygote to be bred.
within the power to abort
life became political sport.
man attempts control creation
in a lab cross pollination.
hybrid seed makes it known
it can’t succeed on its own
what is want, what is need?
hoarding provisions.
free the seed!
we the damned or the doomed?
corporations consuming consumers
who love to consume.
victuals of death
attempts to capture life,
can’t catch the breath.
recycling of natures creed
has placed life beyond the seed,
no beginning, without end
a string of things looping agin.
by K. Osei
fire in a pit
on a cool fall night,
shadows of things
dance in the light.
what demons hide
beneath the flame,
the deeper I stare
radiate ashes of shame.
lurking the annals
are horror’s untold
tales of a time
dark and cold.
deep in the pit
the past unfolds
festering the fears
of a nine year old.
though deeds have past
yet they remain,
as figments bask
within the flame.
by K. Osei
Ten thousand new moons have come since the first; we now stand before the dawn of the wolf! I see you Bɛɛma—my Iginvtli, You’ve come as son. Shhh, quietly—the Warrior howls tonight!
By K. Osei
i am clear,
do you see
can you hear?
i am i,
the atmosphere.
in the ground,
in the water,
in the fire
i am found.
in a thought
never taught,
in the silence
and a sound
everywhere
all around.
in the light,
in the dark
i am there
in the night.
in the heart,
in plain sight
in the art.
if you stare
you can find,
there’s a glare
in your mind
i am there.
in the breath,
in the depth
of the soul,
in a life
and in death
i make whole,
everything
you believe
to be so.
not in a book
i’m a brook
ener-chi
can’t be took.
in your dream
we’re a team,
like an arrow
and a bow,
this is how
energy flow.
not created
or destroyed,
i always been
in the dark,
in the void.
by K. Osei
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