The Poetry of Robert L. Jones, Jr. Part 3
Chibale (global kinship in the universal culture)
chibale (global kinship in the universal culture)-edited version
by:
robert l. jones, jr.
(osiris andwele chinelo)
[an] eclectic diversity of multifarious kinfolk
are becoming so spiritually intermingled and soulfully
intertwined within a cultural conglomeration
of universally shared precepts and those equally
cooperating practices of expressive humanness
that be para-educating their fiery explosive
mysteries of mindfully mesmerizing enrichment,
thereby divinely brightening the most thoughtfully
obscure states of swarthy comprehension with
some mightily dilating illuminations of cipher-
integrating revelation, and the monochromatic
stagnation of a highly enlivened people’s collective
gray matter gets suddenly transfigured into a
psychedelic medley of kaleidoscopic brains that
creatively get blended together and evenly meshed
into that vividly abiding community of consciously
prismatic knowledge-and-understanding, and from
this colorfully eye-filling assembly of sundry
earth and uniquely distinctive clay, there is the
greatly coalescing phenomenon of many legionary
psyches communing coherently in the wisely
refining dwelling place of some mutually inclusive
oneness, where every lively element of fleshly
camaraderie and life-supplying blood be tearing
down those madly separating partitions and
globally divorcing walls of a millennial apartheid
(that should never be), and with the thunder-snaring
rhythms of charismatically booming drum circles
and harmonically chanting outcries of undivided
solidarity, a beautifully lineal family of righteously
outstanding cats and virtuously superb felines be
truthfully coexisting in that groovy verisimilitude
of an ever-ceremonial hodge-podge of fancifully
varied energies becoming so strongly unified in
a passionately kinetic bond of interrelating
excellence, and we specially designed and wonderfully
peculiar scions of an anciently maternal cosmos
be those radically fantastic ligaments and extraordinarily
enduring sinews-of-life, which has been so
infallibly pieced in kindhearted unison by the
highly intelligible perfection of an absolutely
powerful source of splendiferous infinity, and now
and evermore would be that vitally solidified
embodiment of a once naively isolated diaspora
of scattered bards and widely dispersed thespians
who has miraculously been stoned persuaded to
utterly abandon the wickedly intriguing anathema
of socially discriminating distance-and-seclusion,
so that with the predicating eloquence of some
exceedingly genuine fellowship, all inventive
manner of cleverly insightful verse writers and
magically versatile songsters be intimately
synthesized and smoothly espoused into a perennial
fusion of perpetually funky ideas and ingeniously
deep inspiration, and such artfully deliberating
tropes and epistle-dishing words-from-the-heart be
supremely releasing both their bohemian-and-promethean
deliveries of orally electric revolution to a
multitudinous turnout of ethnically exquisite
mortals who’d be easily flaunting the naturally
flattering beatitudes of their individually
cherished identities [in this world], but at the
same time be excitedly quickened to that
happily stimulating accord of proudly celebrating
and unconditionally appreciating the wildly
spectral aesthetic of multiracial glory-and-
radiance with those blissfully accepting embraces
and emotionally fervent greetings of tenderly
enfolding sentiment that would lovingly heal all
of the grievous wounds and sorely afflicted ills
that devilish hatred has so painfully perpetrated,
so every last one of us altruistic scholars and we
prudently penetrating savants of mind-opening
wisdom be so readily instant in that fluently
conversing season of speaking-and-singing-and-
rhyming-and rapping them unselfishly uttered
vulgates of sweetly magnanimous disclosure,
which be sincerely manifested from the purely
introspective power of some peacefully bestowed
argots flowing forth free-and-astutely from the
ecumenical tongues and ubiquitous lips of dope
lyric enthusiasts and them parnassian prophets of
victorious hope and deathless vision, and a planetary
tribe of fellow homo sapiens would begin again
to be a joyfully concerting gumbo of brotherly-
and-sisterly affection, once their spiritually
connected and soulfully magnetized dimensions of
empathetic assurance become that organically
akin league of melting pot inhabitants occupied
only with the invaluable program of engagingly
mediating and allying ambitiously within a
congregating zenith of some neighborly delight
and society-changing comradeship-for-everybody
under the benevolent sun///