Obligation. Duty. I know and comprehend the meaning of what these concepts are. Although in life I’ve broken many a promise out of either forgetfulness or the type of false sincerity that comes from one just speaking words to get what he wants done right away, I’ve grown. U know I have, because u were with me as a witness that never slept, looked away, or even blinked when lying was my career and trade. The vow I made when I ended the life I lived long ago seems to be the only one I’ve ever kept. And May I perish and then be brought back to u after I’ve fulfilled it. That regardless of what anyone claiming to walk a spiritual road says or calls me to… Regardless of how nobly described or by the masses venerated. I shall only seek u out alone.. My Maker… My truely beloved. And no one else…ever.

Published by Pack Redfeather

I am a walking contradiction of traditions some say. An African American and Native American Muslim poet with a personal life history as violently turbulent as a Storm. A visionary from the bottom of life’s social barrel striving to share the hope found in the light of faith through sometimes dark but real poetry. I’m a former member of the Bloods street gang, former serial bank robber, and both federal/state prison convict. I live on my mother’s tribal reservation of the Leech Lake band of Ojibwe in Minnesota.

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