Bunce Island, Sierra Leone - deserted slave fort island. Visited by sailing dinghy '78
I don't belittle slavery here, its how I felt at the time:)
As most will know, Kunta Kinte is from the book 'Roots' which I read in '77.
One land - many maps each map - many roads every road - two directions One God - many faiths each faith - many sects
I’m sorry if my attitude seems som… I love this life much more since… but by the same degree to hell I o… and now I know it’s not the 'get’… I’ve come to understand, life’s fu…
1978 - Boarding school - The day… Grey flannel blazer, grey stone wa… Under a cold grey sky. Grey skinned strangers speaking gr… Long bleak and lonely,
I spoke two thousand years ago, wh… but much I said was misconstrued,… As Son of Man I said before, I a… I the ransom for the many ~ Throu… My Father’s house has many mansio…
A bigot blind will never see, we are all as John Donne’s flea since Adam claimed mortality, who knows what hues in history flowed in darker veins than thee,
I’m want to take the common straw lay strewn across the bar-room flo… ~ discarded, used to curse and sho… I’ll card it ~ scrape the thistles… Feed my loom run at a canter
Sativa, queen of spiral code her genome holds a key, that turns the cogs within my mind once stuck, now running free. She sparkles in the Autumn sun
A flight of fancy to mystical land in Arjun’ chariot I crossed Ram’s… to that cinnamon isle of gold-grai… —tear of Mahabharata On a palm-trellised beach I held…
Life began a caper - made me captain, seemed capricious turned captious, capped me in
Conjugal Congress, Conception Conjoined ~ Constriction Contraction Contusio… Constructs Conferred, Conclusions Contrived ~
Death, if it is you I fear then Fear, you have no spell ~ What stood for my old man and his, is good in time for me as well.
I like to think I’m quite a spark a wise and clever man I can name the elements or kings of old Siam but sitting in my techno-cave
Late inside The Orange Tree, a burly builder on his knees. Well earned pint now cast asunder, he sought respect - his only blund… -
When I at last shall die, what th… the meaning in this world of men - the flux that formed before my wak… when from that tranquil harbour fo… to pass again thru’ terra’s fiery…