Nu Black We


He failed me in my worst hour
He never showed though he knew I was melting 
He never appeared to remold what had been softened and weakened into a red clay pulp
He chose to cower

He used his "craftsmanship" skills to assist the enemies in destroying the unique creations, rather than to build them into something more special
He craved more what was in the "ivory tower"
Leaving me to wonder if he ever really knew the original course...Black Power

Nevertheless, YOU came along and did what I thought was impossible
You guided my soul on a course of healing
You rejuvenated my spirit and supported its claim of worth
You allowed me to see myself through your eyes and I saw in them what I had been looking for
At times in the dark on my knees meditating and kneeling

I saw the Nu l/EyE
I saw the goddess risen again
I saw myself in ALL forms
I see truth, love, life 
I see US in your eyes
My Heru
The best of the best
My Nu love
The one from THE ONE to complete my whole self
My healer, my significant god, yes, soulmate
Part of the reason I walked away from him...

You, the Nu, needed room for coming through

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