FULL CIRCLE

From the extraction of our physical forms, from the land of our birth,
To the dredging across the ocean floor, bones buried in a watery hearth,
On slave ships, we took sail to God knows where; many not lasting the ride
The New World became our prison and tomb, in chains, we learned to survive
Through hard labor and whips, we were beaten and killed,
Working from sunrise to sunset, picking cotton in the fields,
Forced to speak a language, “Yesa Massa, and Yesa Ma’am
Aye’s a pikken dis cau-un az faz az aye kain,”
Fed scraps from a trough, given old rags for clothes
Bred to make babies to lighten the load…
The British colonist were ready and willing to fight
For freedom and self reliance from England, in spite
The dispersion of the inhabitants of the land,
The importation and selling of a different kind of man
“United we stand, divided we fall,” Is what the patriots said
They fought for independence where many ended up dead
Wrote a constitution with liberty and justice for those
Who sailed to the New World, in first class, wearing clothes
Fought the French and Indians in the Seven Year War
Under the flag of England, conquered the Natives, sent the French to the shores
The cost of the war was very expensive and taxing for the king
“By George! The colonist must help pay for this thing”
This set in motion conflict between the colonist and the Mother Nation
Something called taxation without equal representation
Thus the start of the Revolutionary War
Where the colonist held a party at the Boston harbor shore
A battle fought, a young Nation’s birth
With sweat on the brows of these united colony’s , first
War for independence from the British regime
Severing the strings from the King and Queen
The United States of America, a self ruling nation
One nation under God, written as a declaration
All men created equal unless imported from afar
To help build a country with the whip and many scars
The heathens were pushed further inland when,
America’s gross national product began sailing in.
Tears of a Nation being forced to leave their homes
A place they called Turtle Island, on a land of which no one owns
A proud group of peoples’ compulsory expulsion from their land
Denigration and extermination were the Colonist’s plans
To ease their minds and rehabilitate the heathen man
Further down the road we became a great nation from shore to shore
And soon became involved in a great civil war
At a stand-still we stood ‘til we could stand, no more
Was it slavery or economic freedom we were fighting for?
It really doesn’t matter because the past is just the past
Freedom forced the decision from a man wearing a stove-pipe hat
Years went by, some people were free only by name
Due to Jim Crowe laws, unable to vote and the Klu-Klux-Klan with their games
A new wind was churning in the bowels of an under sieged nation
Separate but unequal and martial laws enforcing Segregation
I pledge allegiance to the flag of a nation with binders on it’s eyes
Now is not the time, is what some people were told, just wait ‘til we decide
On whither we should lend you an equal share of power
It’s just not the year, month, day nor hour
Now is never the time to sit back and wait for you to say
Rebellion is inevitable for a people not to obey
The laws of Segregation, and to discrimination they said “No More
Boy-cots, sit-ins and marches to the country’s core
Retaliatory strikes, pride within oneself, singing “Let Freedom Ring”
Peace without violence staged by a people with a King
Let freedom ring from the mountain tops, now and forever
Let God revenge the death of Megar Evers
And all those who have fought the battles of America’s dreams
A new day is coming which is yet to be seen
The Twentieth Century soon came to an end
With new hopes of what the new millennium may bring in
An election’s confusion decided by the court
The son of a good president, although not quite the literary sort
Full of arrogance with an egotistical mind
Eager to make history of some kind
Then it happened, a year later on the eleventh day of September
A day of infamy; a year to which will forever be remembered
As the day war was declared on America, crushing it’s hopes and dreams
Al-Qaeda claiming victory led by Bin Laden and his Mujahideen
The son of a former president vowed to take charge
Although Osama Bin Laden, somewhere in Afghanistan, was still at large
Our President and his Vice, already had their sights
Set on another past foe and said, “This time we’ll make it right
My father, in the nineties, didn’t go far enough, so I’ll do it again,
We’ll invade Iraq, and capture Sadam Hussein
Weapons of mass destruction is the vice that we will use
To the United Nations and others, that’s our excuse
March 20, 2003 is when we’ll send our first set of troops in
For the reign of Sadam Hussein is about to end”
Over two hundred thousand troops hit the ground
After the world realized there were no weapons of mass destruction found
And to continue on with this fictitious reason for the invasion
The son of a former president claimed Iraq met up with Al-Qaeda on many occasions
The administration of the son carefully set the propaganda in motion
Using fear and trepidation to start the commotion
For the confidence of a nation cast a shadow over everyone
After the dastardly events of 911
It wasn’t enough that, with the help of the court, he stole the election
The son of a former president started a war of his own creation
With the “War on Terror” the primary factor to start the distraction
The son of a former president set his plan into action
The reign of this president dredges up in my mind
The first king of Israel at another place and time
When God chose a people to walk and confide with IAM
While leading and guiding them to the Promised Land
Upon arriving to the land filled with milk and honey
Jewels, fine garments and an abundance of money
The people became complacent and a little too relaxed
While the world crept up around them with many kingdoms at their backs
With the fear of the world around them and the threat that they may bring
To Samuel, the prophet, the people cried out with a loud ring
“As with the world around us, entreat your Lord to give us a king”
Samuel enquired of his God their request and the Lord did abide
With the stipulation, “I will give them a king who will be a thorn in their side”
The Lord commanded Samuel to set Saul to be the one
The first king of Israel under the sun
Saul, a man, of good stature and size
Led God’s people into battle, to the Philistines demise
Soon the Philistines reorganized and staged a massive attack
The Hebrews, in fear, scattered throughout the mountains and the caves
While the Philistines amassed their weapons and paved their way
Word went back to Saul as to what should be done
Saul said, “Seven days shall we wait for Samuel to come
To inquire of his God, should we stand and fight or make our run”
Seven days had past, no Samuel in site
Saul took it upon himself to make a sacrifice
When Samuel arrived, he rebuked the whole bunch
Because Saul made the decision on his own hunch
Given the chance to make amends
Samuel went to inquire of his God once again
God remembered what Amalek did down in Egypt land
And commanded Saul to attack and exterminate every woman, child and man
“Leave not a thing alive and destroy all of their wares
Take nothing for your self, not even a thread of hair”
Saul went down and utterly destroyed
Spared not, a woman, man nor boy
He captured the king and all of his wares
His cattle, his sheep and all the livestock that was there
The Lord came to Samuel one night in a dream
“It repenteth me that I have set up Saul, to be king”
For he has turned back from following my ways
My commandments, he ignored on this very important day”
The capture of the Amalek king and the taking of their wares and all
Sealed the fate of king Saul which contributed to his downfall
The arrogant nature of the first king of Israel and his selfish ways
Angered the Great Master and shortened his days.
Therefore, the deeds of Saul are not written in the Book of Life
Whereas the deeds of the son of a former president cuts into history like a knife
History will divulge the conduct a former president’s son
If not in this life perhaps in another one
Eight years of autocratic rule and total domination views
“Believe in what I believe or we’ll overthrow you”
Years of the Geneva Convention totally ignored
Terror to treat terror, torture us, we’ll torture you with something called a water board
Seven years of a war manufactured on a piece of paper
To oust another leader in guise to make his world safer
The extraction of a people from where “Original Bones” were found
To the land where a Native People rest in underground mounds
An aggressive peoples’ claim to a “New Colony” to escape a queen and king
To revolutionize a country to where freedom rings
The pangs of birth, a volcanoe’s growth, a tsunami under the sea
The earth quakes, the trees shake, a millennium in delivery
Eight years of unrest, a dictator trying his best to seal his fate in the sand
A people fed up, a country held up, a dictator no longer in demand
God Blessed America which changed a Nation’s fate
The people elected the son of a real African man as President of The United States

FULL CIRCLE

Semmaster

Fayetteville, United States

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I am a simple man with a complicated vision. I am a retired veteran, a poet and philosopher of my own philosophy on life, death and the rebirth of my soul. I don’t preach, I observe. I don’t judge, I’m in judgment. My belief is my belief, what you believe is alright because we are all different of mind, body and soul. My God is tolerant of you and me. In essence, I write, I am and write what I am.

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