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TAPESTRY

TAPESTRY

BY

DR. EVARISTO GAITAN SR.  

 

OUR LIVES MAKE UP THE TAPESTRY OF OUR ANCESTORS.

FREEDOM NEVER RINGS, AND INTEGRITY NEVER SINGS.

THIS UNIQUE FABRIC OF TIME  DISPLAYS THE TUMULTUOUS DISDAIN OF OUR FOREFATHERS.

THE FORBIDDEN JOURNEY IS CAPTIVATED HISTORICALLY IN THIS TAPESTRY OF TIME

I, THE EVIL THE WICKED, THE UGLY,…..

THE USURY BY WHITE MEN, INDIAN MEN, AND INDIAN WOMEN, AND HOW THEY REPRODUCED

WHILE INDENTURED IN SERVICE.

THE INDIANS COHABITED WITH BLACKS, FATHERED CHILDREN, BUT FAILED TO CLAIM THEM.

FASHIONED AND SHAPED FROM THE SAME GENETIC INGENUITY FULL-BLOODED INDIANS

USUALLY ARE, BUT AS UNCLAIMED FREIGHT LEFT FOR AN AUCTION OR SALE.

IF LOOKS COULD KILL, IT WOULD BE SUICIDE WHEN KING TISH-O-MINGO LOOKS INTO

THE MIRROR.  HE IS ALSO LOOKING AT A FREEDMEN SLAVE WHOM HE FATHERED.

THE INDIAN BLOOD WAS INTERTWINED WITH THE SAP OF A BLACK WOMAN,

INTRAVENOUSLY PENETRATING THE SPINDLE OF LIFE, AND THE WEB OF TIME.

DISSEMINATING FROM THE VAS DEFERENS OF A NATIVE WARRIOR'S SEMEN.

COLOR CODED CHROMOSOMALLY , INDIGENOUSLY PREDISPOSED.

LOOKS LIKE ME, FEELS LIKE ME, SMELLS LIKE ME.

A TRUE REPRODUCTION  OF THE FALLEN SEED OF A NATIVE AMERICAN WARRIOR.

THE BLOOD…..

OVERLAPPED….

OVERLAID…

CRISS-CROSSED..

INTERMINGLED…

COMMINGLED…

THE SHAVINGS……

THE TRIM…

THE TINY THREADS…

THE FRAYED EDGES ARE STILL

INDICATIVE OF WHO WE ARE.

THE SCISSORS OF CIRCUMSTANCE CANNOT CUT US.

THE TAPE MEASURE OF ERADICATION CANNOT AND WILL NOT RULE US BY NO MEANS!!!

BECAUSE WE LOOK LIKE , FEEL LIKE, SMELL, AND ARE LIKE THE INDIAN WARRIORS

THAT TOOK THE BLACK WOMAN'S SAP, AS WE DISSEMINATED FROM THE RESULTS OF THEIR SEMEN.

DOUBLE-MINDED, DOUBLY INDENTURED, AND DOUBLY ENTANGLED IN THE EYES OF THE

NATIVE AMERICAN.

CAN YOU SEE ME??????

WHERE AM I IN THIS TAPESTRY?

DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?

I AM THE INDIAN THREAD!!!!!

I AM THE INDIAN NOTION!!!

I WAS CROCHETED INTO THIS TAPESTRY BY INDIAN FATHERS OF LUST , TRICKERY AND DECEIT.

MY ANCESTORS ARE CRISS-CROSSED HERE ALSO

DO YOU SEE THEM????

CAN YOU FEEL THEM?

DO YOU SEE THEIR FOOTPRINTS?

DO YOU SEE THE IMPRESSIONS THEY LEFT BEHIND?

DO YOU SEE THE FAMILIAL WEBS THAT LINGER?

PATTERNS OF YESTERDAY, AS SEEN TODAY.

HANDLE ME WITH CARE, FOR I REVEAL A STORY OF A TRUTH.

DON'T STEAL ONE THREAD, OR ONE FIBER,

FOR THIS TAPESTRY SHALL BE NEVER DESTROYED.

BECAUSE THESE THREADS ARE INDESTRUCTIBLE.

 

© DR. EVARISTO GAITAN SR. APRIL 26, 2001-ALL RIGHTS RESERVED  

                               

This Poem is the original works of Dr. Evaristo Gaitan Sr. and posted here with his permission.  It CANNOT be duplicated or published in any format without HIS written consent     

 

 

 

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