Preamble to the West
Briefly

The poem reflects on forgotten histories, the pain of erasure, and the search for truth. It speaks of a personal legacy symbolized by a garnet ring sold for survival. The imagery evokes a sense of longing and urgency to confront the past and the injustices that persist. It calls for recognition of both the naked truths of existence and the spirits that linger, advocating for remembrance as a form of resistance against superficial narratives. The speaker challenges the audience to face uncomfortable realities and to elevate voices that have been silenced for too long.
"It's natural to want to lie when you look in the mirror, see you are naked down to the crimes. Let me tell you, honey, truth is the harmony your song has been missing."
"Will you permit me to rise from my sinkhole, to draw in the dirt the garnet ring my grandmother sold for gas just to survive?"
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