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~Embracing Life~

Updated on July 5, 2012


Reconstruction of the soul is a hard and tedious task...

~I shall not be moved~

Out of histories tumultuous past

I rise

above scorching, restless ash

crushing the stinch of slaveries chains

that hold me bound, crippled and maimed

I loose the spirit of my ancestors roar

deep within the obsidian of my core

while my mind and body churn to be free

from the silent scream within the depth of me

I am the winter of discontent, brittle, marred, unconformed, the chasm of the heroes cry far to long forlorn

I am the harp that no longer has strings, yet my soul sings harmoniously

I am the bones carved into stone, the root in the soil that breathes life into my horn

I am the image of kings and queens long before we were enslaved, the foundation beyond humanities graves

I am history broken, reborn, renewed and I shall not be moved

(©)copyright:KarenRussell...Literature Only


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      Susan Haze 5 years ago from Sunny Florida

      Absolutely beautiful and heartbreaking. I look forward to reading more from you.

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      3angelspower 5 years ago from Cornwall, Ontario

      Great words with rather a strong echo.. Well written, and constructed. Nice work...

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      Karen Russell 5 years ago


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      Dr.Cherry Whyte Chin 5 years ago

      I'm so deeply tougched by the story depicted in this poem, and my heart bleeds for the pain and suffering that my ancestors have had to endure to set us all free today.Freedom came at a price when we imagine the genocide perpretrated against our once-free,God-blessed ancestor who were sold into slavery.God bless my very precious siSTAR* who still stands as living proof of that abhorrent,inhumane act that she had to indure and to watch others put through the same.Blessed love to my precious siSTAR*,whom shall not be moved.I love you Harriet Tubman,from the bottom of my heart.Blessed love always.We are one.

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      Micky Dee 5 years ago

      Nicely done as always dear. God bless!

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      Karen Russell 4 years ago

      Thank you for your visit & comments, I appreciate you taking the time to stop by!

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