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Black Ophelia

deny the cross
the holy word
deny the gun
 
the wire and hoe
caste and colour
theft of ground of bodies
 
go and be and be
with the drifting river
with the spirit water
 
go
 
to the water
the water
the water
 
go
 
Black Ophelia
shimmering within
a sheet of glass
 
whispered lips to beating heart
she sounds – always was
always will be …

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