The Black Pearl
A Sailor’s bitter-sweet kiss
as russet Sunsets sail by
a salty twinkle in eye!
Anchored in knots,
bound to stomach
Stolen Thy heart.
Fiery engines roar from start:
“Throw him Overboard!”
The ‘Black Pearl’ has spoken.
Little shiny black boy,
used as token!
Intelligent, Map Reader,
whose heart is, a Star
Dazzling white teeth
Yet lies accused of being a Thief!
Who shall care for little boy
with shiny curl?
Sold onto Cargo Ship,
Black Pearl!
They sit around ‘Gourmet Table’
to Toast!
He, the Captain’s ‘play-thing;’
He serves, smiles, beguiles, tells no lies.
Just to sing!
Waiting for feast of pitiful, sound
Rotten and trodden
the lynch mob surround!
I smile; and I sweep and dance
on merry feet.”
He looks to Eagle, flying over
bellowing full Mast..
“Still my sorry Net is cast!”?
They laugh, sneer and heckle
to pass time away..
He, aghast, alone, down trodden:
“Why is mankind so bitter rotten?”
He doesn’t understand?
Cloaks himself in “coal sack”; skin
Splinters tear into flesh;
bitter cold salty air mixed in.
Hidden to people
in cloth of pearly white
He used to tropical Sun!
Yet tied in, whipped and beaten:
“Where can I run”?
Still he cowers, shields, bows and
lowers on all fours.
His Sun, knows no wolves;
yet now faces, pack!
Dripping in gaping wounds
from slashes to back.
Murderous crew
are building crescendo of song.
Instead to fish for life-giver of Ocean
He, ‘black-bait’ used as common
notion!
Education was All:
A way out of Field!
His father taught him to read.
This planted Seed,
to overcome any Misdeed!
Innocent freedom
in colourful hue;
Tales of adventures across Ocean
still dripping in Sweet Nectar,
Lotion.
Hope strewn across littered
Cargo seas
Gifts of finest Indian Silk.
Coconuts, baptised in
Mother’s Milk!
His Exit of Dark Womb;
to look once again to radiant Sun
and smile his final goodbye:
a sweet, multi-coloured Ocean of Lullaby.
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In honour of all those Set Free….
Clearing Time-lines
The Black Pearl Poem is written as a reflection of a Time-Line I endured in 1600’s on a Cargo Ship from Western Africa to France. Whilst its essence is distressing, in reality it was far worse! (see below). I choose to write about it from recesses of Soul to clear ALL SLAVERY CODES.
Graphic description of: ‘Coal Sack; Skin’ Read with Caution as contains Trigger Codes to heal past-life traumas of abuse:
This is a term I wrote to highlight the atrocious ridicule, persecution and violence suffered by the little boy who was gang-stalked and savagely beaten near to death and viciously sexually raped and violated by the male Crew. The “murderous crew” proceeded to rub salt into his open wounds as he screamed in agony! He was then wrapped in a Coal Sack as they taunted him with racial references to further shame and humiliate him. The splinters agonisingly tore into his bloody flesh and the coal sack stuck to it like a skin .
Finally, as he lay dying his precious body was savagely chopped to pieces in a demonic feeding frenzy and to cover up their shame his body parts were thrown overboard to be fed to the sharks.
As I recounted this past-life memory with my Mentor, we actually laughed to release this terrible trauma as he said : “oh tasty shark food,” as I drew solace in knowing that at least the sharks got to eat!
If you need to, please Breathe into the purity of the Image below to release any distress…..? Its a choppy energy like the sea but ultimately calming like a crystal clear ocean.. Do this until you feel a smile or laugh arise to pop this open and Clear……
Current Timeline:
In November 2019, I went to Nice, France for my birthday and as I strolled around the Port I saw a flashy yacht called the: Black Pearl and gasped as I had not long revised ‘The Black Pearl’ poem and ironically the holiday was turning out to be a complete disaster!
I instantly knew I was here to clear this Time-line, not just for self, but all slavery, suffering, injustice, poverty, rape, prejudice and insidious predatory, power and control mechanisms etc..
If you’d like to listen to live version, here it is?
I felt Called to perform it live in front of the magnificent Ocean and the most empowering, alive freeing feeling to allow the Ocean to heal this Timeline……I gave Shell offerings to the Womb of the Sea to “WIPE CLEAR” and release all shame, humiliation and persecution codes from Humanities Blueprint…….
Pearl of Participation
If you’d like to perform this live (in which ever way feels right) to RESET these Codes of Injustice – in Love, Truth & Honour! You may print-out PDF with my Blessings? I do not need credit for this, therefore it is Unsigned….
