We are sent here by history

We are sent here by history, the light that gave fire, and was present at the burning, the burning of the republic, burn the names, burn the records, the archives, the bells, the mortgages & burned the life insurance an act of destruction became creation, it was nothing after Death finally recognized as a part of life, the mouth, the teeth, burned the past impoverishment, the mortality of war, worship & kingship relegated the fire peripheries, the guards happy to turn the fields of war into their palaces of worship, sacrificing for a return to a nostalgic moment, when you hems and you sums on the order of our flames, we used to pray to ourselves, sacrificing our truth for their, Genes and spirits keeping us in tune with African time, the unlearning our quite peace, while the coal of burns got cool from the cool meat caught between two wounds, you wonder how the X became irrelevant impertinent when we possessed the power to pray our own giveness, back to hell, back to the burning, we are sent here by history ….
We are here on history Call,
We are Sent Here by History.