As Black folk
We rise from oceans of trauma
Seas of historic pain
We recover like webs of oak trees
Deeply rooted in the earth
Roots interlocking and interwoven
Fortified against hurricane
Our journey begins again
This sacred pilgrimage
Converging to create anticapitalist community
Drawing strength from divergent traditions
Rivers of menstrual blood flowing subterranean
Blood pregnant with the lineage of ancestors
Mother’s milk nourishing the generations to come
We learn from our nascent godlings in infantile disguise
We are animated by celestial constellations
Many moons in Scorpio
Virgo, Gemini, Aquarius, and Capricorn
Interweaving our blood memories
Manifesting the tantric
We tend to carnage
Physical and emotional
We heal carnage with tantric magic
Fusing sheep tallow with gasoline
Fueling creation and evolution
Embodying contradictory truths
Manifesting this sacred dialectic
Recognizing that our mother earth’s waters are sacred
They are a totality
And all the pieces matter
This is a fire of rage and transformation
A medicine quest
We find the healing power within
The sinuous water where nothing and everything transpire
This land is called emerald earth
We are both emerald and onyx
Glistening with filaments of magic
Crafting music by raging fire
Healing carnage through magic
The water of this land infused with witchcraft
Nurturing trees who remember chattel slavery
Trees who remember conquest
Trees who remember lynching
Trees who nonetheless nourish a conflagration of resistance
These waters find their level
Settling in unscheduled moments
Still on the surface
But tumultuous as they fuel our spirits
Here amidst roofs that grow
Another world is possible
Our magic is unstoppable
And it is happening now
This morning by the fire
Communing with sister Athena
Smoking with my Bantu brother
Fog crystallizing like snow
Embodying the reification of revolutionary ideation
Sacred trinities manifest
Our flag red, black, and green
Our minds synergizing opposites into higher truths
Hexagons of color vectors creating new hues
Feeling the power of earth, air, water, and fire
We confront looming apocalypse
We face crisis with joy
Healing the carnage that has bloodied our world
Conjuring the alchemy of sacred water
Letting a tsunami of magic unfurl
-BYPO PHOENIX c)2023
2 thoughts on “CARNAGE and MAGIC”
Wow. The new land rising up amid the wreck.
David, a thoughtful and compelling reflection on the dichotomy/dualism of our existence.