Imperium

Have you found your power yet?

Spent this summer marching through the streets, screaming for every black life snuffed out too soon.

Police, the Guard, and their guns couldn’t frighten us.

Slept for days until that unrelenting hunger, the flicker of the flame that once burned bright deep in the pit of my unconscious re-ignited itself.

Cleansed my mind, my body, my home with frankincense and scalding water.

Past indiscretions played out in loops like graduation tapes, but that sick, sad, nostalgia for times filled with high anxiety and melodrama are long dead and buried.

No need to be the loudest voice in the room, when the room quiets for you when you speak.

This mind, this body is my empire, it’s crossed borders and learned to transcend the inconsequential.

I see now that the wisdom earned through the tragedy and loss of the past IS my power,

And this is my finest hour, there can be no doubt about that now.

Clad in my only armor,

blood, sweat, and courage.

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