Tyehimba
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« on: September 07, 2008, 04:21:19 PM » |
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Goddess Black Woman
by Ras Tyehimba
Before God, there was Goddess Goddess Black Woman
Whispers of her coming vibrate Through gorges and hills Valleys and plains City and country She is without beginning and without end Her name etched out on the ancient walls of ancient caves and buried temples Her image molded into clay figurines Yet few who see her know her Many wait lifetimes for her But recognize her not Walking in their midst This ordinary Goddess Black Woman
Goddess Black Woman She comes, Intersecting past, present and future Archetype of divinity Griots speak her name in reverence Singers chant her name in praise Legends respectfully speak of her Seekers of truth seek her Warriors invoke her name before battle Wise men and women seek her counsel Ancient oral traditions describe her Yet no words can capture her essence
Goddess Black Woman She comes with the blazing light of the morning sun, Sharpened blades slashing the lies of centuries old. Censored by so called holy men and patriarchal scripture writers. demonized Whitewashed out of history, Erased from the records Beaten out of memory With cat-o-nine tails and taut whips Shot, and Burnt, and hung, and lynched and thrown overboard She is dead, alive, yet to be born ETERNAL
Goddess Black Woman She has been called many names Pagan, Goddess, Whore, Mother earth, Witch, mother nature, Obeah Woman, Queen, Voodoo woman, disrespectable jammette, rebel Too black to sit in the pews of straight haired- white/light complexioned-iconographed marbled churches Too womanly and rebellious to enter temples and mosques Feared by politicians and men of religion Ignored by mainstream media Academics intellectualize her out of existence Mainstream religion warn of her evil and immoral influence- (This inventor of the dutty wine and passa passa)
Goddess Black Woman She comes, powerful She is no walk over No walk in the park She is dread, Medusa dread writhing, wriggling snakes hiss from her head Those who cross her, fear her Her fiery tongue has burned down cities Her essence has brought the arrogant to their knees
She comes, bearing millions of years of history on her shoulders, Deep ancestral insights bubble on her tongue Some spoken firmly to authority Others whispered in the ears of seekers Earth shaker, Illusion breaker Myth buster Truth exposer Destructor of velvet-padded comfort zones She holds the keys to the rites of passage The unwritten scrolls of self knowledge This initiator of men She is the riddle of riddles, Mystery of mysteries Solve it and win yourself Discover yourself Know yourself Be yourself
Goddess Black Woman She comes, Shattering psychological structures built with bricks of imperial conquest, mixed in the bloody mortar of ordinary people steamed in chicken sauce and fed to the masses Shattering myths, lies and illusions Of Adam and Eve, Columbus and Rhodes Bush and Blair
Goddess Black Woman She is the bridge between: the mortals and the divine the sacred and profane the Sexual and political words and ACTIONS Nature and nurture The chicken and the egg The question and the answer Chaos and order She is absent and present Abstract and pore-raising real-ity She is Roots and resistance Simple and complex Controversial and unnoticeable
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