Reunion Welcome

Reunion Welcome, a Poem by Greg Powell for Being Hueman

Reunion Welcome

(To my family, with love, reflecting on our 2018 Reunion)

Blues guitar whining
Voices intertwining
Roots kin binding
Time stream unwinding
Memories in the making
Together undertaking
Soul ties demonstrating
Love orchestrating
Celebrating graces
Of new little faces
And those long in the race
The weight bends time and space
We stay in far places
But the distance collapses
In joy synapses
Grabbing strength from the past
Sankofa energy is vast
Deep as the sea of need
The grief where soul bleeds
Edified by ancient creeds
Ancestral wisdom we heed
The uncles and aunties
Cousins nephews and future seeds
Laughter flying
The blues defying
The physics of dying
The singer testifying
The sky is crying

And so still we rise
In Sankofa skies eyes on prize
Still we rise in Sankofa skies eyes
On prize
Stills we rise Sankofa skies
Eyes on prize

God’s word believing
Ghost whispers receiving
Enoch’s wisdom reading
Legacies being deeded
We come from good stock
Got love thing on lock
That how we rock
Praises radiating
Unrationed oblations
Elated ministrations
Through generations
From alabaster box
Praises sail never dock
Jump all up in your sox
Command feet to move
Upward rising groove
Rocking vibe of God
Through stony roads we trod
These are blessed times
Fruit of rooted minds
Down to earth from birth
Conscious of our worth
Mamas spirit dispersed
Until hearts burst
Into beat of temple drum
Joy spring to kingdom come
The distance comes undone
The demons can’t have none
I want to know the truth
How you overcame abuse
Kept faith your muse
And pass it to youth
The branches the fruit
Revolution recruits
The future the dream
Make moves stretch the seams
Rising top cocoa cream
We don’t cry we scream
Raging love sunbeams
Family reunion imbues
Us with Being Hueman clues
How we paid our dues
Heads up no regrets
Out cotton field sweat
Making history making news
The straightest the greatest
That’s why they hate us
And berate us attempt to castrate us
Ghost oracle tell us
We can’t afford to fail us

And so still we rise
In Sankofa skies eyes on prize
Still we rise in Sankofa skies eyes
On prize
Stills we rise Sankofa skies
Eyes on prize