Black In the Box: Motherland

M 

Monumental spirit. Umbilicus link to every black soul ever to exist.

O

Overflowing with magnificent beauty, rich culture, august history – the Fulani, Tswana, Zulu… the many royal clans.  Pure bloodlines.  Greatness personified.

T

Tethered to the most high.  Your children – great, wise and civilized.  The world’s desired prize.

H

Humbly you suffered in silence the multifarious violence perpetrated against your flesh.  You were raped.  Your children were torn from your breast bereft of your warm embrace.  With quiet dignity you wept as they were placed in chains enslaved, disgraced, misplaced in a foreign place.

E

Enduring this tragedy of your family with unmatched resilience.  Despite the pain your strength remains.  On mother of slaves, forsaken and betrayed, neglected and disrespected.  You became the devil’s concubine.  His wicked children occupied your sacred body, their ungodly hands clawing at your fruits, destruction with every grasp.  But, this will pass.

R

Redemption cometh.  They will be punished surely.  Your people will be restored to glory.

L

Legacy reclaimed, destiny fulfilled, due honor and respect given once they have risen.

A

Africa, home of the great, land of kings and queens, the matrix of all human beings.

N

Nation of gods and earths, symbolic reflections of they universe – sun, moon, and star; man, woman and child.  United, the universal family will stand.

D

Destiny fulfilled, returned to the motherland.

By Rodney Taylor

Copyright © 2014 by Rodney Taylor