i am i
& the colour of nite
blending
am I, the nite,
ancient womb
7-tonal jazzriff
alpha & omega
auset & ausar
horus eye
of the blackpearl nite
winking in the deep
glowing in limitless space
i
fire the tonal rhythm of the jazz nite
seeing
hearing
feeling
touching
tasting
being
minding
all that i am
i am i in the womb of day
newborn child of my soul’s eye
piercing the fathomless darkness of manmade arrogance
i am sound
radiating pulse
litning coming as i go
thundering
oya & yemoja
sunjata in sunyata
i am i
in the black
woman
nite
ma’at dancing to shango’s bata
in seven-tonal modulated polyrhythmic scat
in the blues space of my creation
i am i
singing aum
i am i
singing aum mani padme hum . . .
i am i
singing allahu akbar . . .
i am i
singing our father who art in heaven . . .
i am i
singing ibara go mojuba, koni ko se bara go mojuba . . .
i am the testament
& the judgement
the first and final word
i am the colour of nite
blending to colour day’s birth
—sing