(I don’t think all blacks look like apes, I think Nicki Minaj looks beautiful! Some whites do look like trash, though, like Anthony Albanese!)
Though we didn’t fall like binaries to the earth
at the same time. I always knew you were hanging out
there for me! So, I just kept waiting for the precious moment!
And every beautiful 8th September, I wished with my
head in the clouds, thought I could see you there!
How late did it bring you, when I was already feeling
weighed down by the tribulation? Yet, I have a
penchant to discover strength in little blessings.
And I did realise in that humid July, when the night
was even more velvety than usual, drawing into my pores,
into my heartbeats, into my now salient lucid soul,
salty with the flow of joyful tears, like a bridge to an
endeared land, like a fecund soil scattered over my suddenly serendipitied land!
Reminding me, it was the greatest day of my life!
But then I had to keep waiting, like even lightning
had the slowest motion, and thunder went unheard.
How I had to discipline my tears, smiling in the deceit,
laughing in the defeat, and yet cherishing the sacredness
of you. Knowing that these paths never had rose gardens;
All my enemies laughing their guts to the bank,
As I often stared in self-doubt and shambling disbelief at you.
How could I ever have handshaked my friends, without you;
when they were shadowed, in turn, by my greatest enemy? And
I had to settle with other enemies that you befriended;
like life gave me no options, but to only have choices between evils.
When I kept falling….falling…falling….believing…
not rushing…but waiting…waiting…waiting…like I always did…
that somehow, sometime, in the foundry of destiny
there would be a successful mutiny against all that
treachery…asserting the purity of finding you…and discovering
that all I loved and aspired for…all my disbanded loyalties…
all my armies, Mum, Dad, siblings, ancestors, all my pets,
all my Captain Kings and Queens, were queuing up to me, alongside you!
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