Henry Dumas – Black Trumpeter
from Knees of a Natural Man. 1989
we must kill our gods before they kill us
not because we will to kill but because
our gods think themselves gods
they are only actors who have lost their script
cannot remember the lines, and fake visions
of themselves without mirrors
phantoms screaming without voices
We must kill our gods before they kill us
this then is the law and the testament
with malice toward none we give your warning
when the statue falls the pedestal remains
black birds do not light upon the roots of trees
the wing praises the root by taking to the limbs
we are Americans looking in the mirror of Africa.
I have very much enjoyed your participation in this Sealey Challenge. This piece in particular, spoke to me.
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