To transcend labels,
this was my original life’s goal.
To walk the path of life
thinking about nothin but the soul.
____
But obsession with the soul,
with meaning and existence,
is a waste of breath and privilege,
and all of it a heart blockage to resistance.
______
Then one day
after much trial and dread,
I find a word for my existence,
I called myself a red.
___
No it was not an insult,
not the act of bullies. I swear.
It just became apparent one day,
and from that day on I was aware.
___
To decolonize thought,
to remove the stink of imperialism,
it is the epitome of chance,
just a phrase called “dialect materialism.”
___
Death to the kings,
and the rich parasites.
Tremble at our sacred rage,
as the old order will feel our might.
___
All of the workers and beggars
shall one day reign over all the world, land, and sea.
March! March on fellow toilers!
And one day soon shall we be free.
______
Thanks for the likes. Don’t forget to share and follow. 🙂