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Heal her enough that she sees
that even all the “capitalese”
she speaks with such ease,
it never ceases to appease
her or release her from
culpability in the
murder of so many children.
(Be they here or in the land of the so called villain).
Has her heart grown stone cold by identification
with oppressor mind in this oppressor nation?
And if she’s lost all humanity,
can she still be reached through say…womanity?
Maybe womb to womb resuscitation
can begin her revitalization.
Maybe in her womb soul
there yet remains a warm glow
untouched by patriarchy/oligarchy,
one warm spot that still bleeds
for the millions of children
slaughtered in the name of war.
NO MORE!
Creator,
I pray for all like Condoleeza
And if it please Ya,
won’t You ease her
and her mentors,
off the backs of all
the rest of us!
ACHE.
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Prayer for the Condoleezas
By Carletta Bullock
Creator,
I pray for all like Condoleeza.
And if it please Ya,
won’t You ease her…mind
and restore her to her body…
and her soul.
Born in the belly of the beast,
could she have totally forgotten
that what seems like a feast
today, is merely a meal of the
bones and sinew
of those who went before,
those she, too, once knew?
Oh, Creator, wake her!
Remove her mental obstacles
Let her remember that in
the house of the oppressor,
the pedestal is just
as enslaving as the shackles.
Creator,
I pray for all like Condoleeza.
And if it please Ya
won’t You ease her…mind
and restore her to her body…
and her soul.
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