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I dove into the belly of the beast 
to drown with the deceased
down in the deep red.
My nose bled.
Palm lines converged
muti incisions merged
with my white skin
blood out, blood in.
Don’t be scared when I look back at you
I do what our people do
the truth is in our water
wallow in the history, we be the author.
Progression? through destruction
176 years later same instruction
the rivers run red
everybody playing dead
while the sun shines through our heads.