I need to exist beyond the necessity of my existence: Oyevh.
November 30, 2013 § 1 Comment
we have become pawns played against each other in a sea of interested persons.
your face is ours. our face is superimposed on yours.
our histories will be used as weapons, one against another, by a people without a history.
them. their interests. they drive our one trajectory, against each other.
we are desperate to reinvent the invention of one another whilst denying the pain of the other.
we cannot see it, because we see through one another.
you are the four thousand year old fallacy imagined back from the impossible grave: how can you feel pain?
how can you feel pain if you accept the name of a long-conquered giant?
how can you feel anything beyond your own willingness as a pawn, as an extension of those who wish our ending?
how can you feel anything beyond the self-invention of yourself from the image of extinct men?
recognise it. recognise you are accepting within the image of yourself from without. recognise.
and yet your dark face wet with anger is a slap on mine.
its image stains my cheeks with esther’s guilt.
a foe by any other name would bring this dread. your one bullet
denies me coexistance in the one fact of my existence: your reinvention shames us.
it is not the Land I cry for, nor being denied peace within this space,
but being made a warrior of, a woman of.
He has ordered me to grieve as I struggle to belong to the land, the land that does not belong to us in this lifetime.
let me belong to the land, if I cannot belong to Him.