All I Need is One

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    The medical staff attending me now while I am fighting a rather advanced cancer has remarked several times abut my apparent state of mind and sense of purpose and the impact that this would possibly have on my response to treatment.

    I think that I had, ironically,, commented on it in a time prior to diagnosis, in a piece that I had written on a largely hip-hop-oriented poetry site.

    The challenge was a short free style on the theme "All I Need Is One."

    All I need is that one great spill of words
    Whether lines of ink or one great oration
    An adamantine-tipped missile cast with power
    Cracking obdurate shells around minds
    Letting light into dungeons in which men dwell
    Distilling the wisdom of all the Holy Books
    From Torah to Gospels, Quran to Kitab-I-aqdas
    Sri Upanishads to Annalects of Confucius
    One great argument against the corruption of the world.


    I would not sit in learned uselessness and frustration
    Wondering likeDoctor Faust how the whole is hung together
    But in a grand sermon/lecture tie the cosmos together
    Making sense of the feelings calling the righteous to action
    Throwing a life line to imperiled lost souls
    Light a path to the end of the labirynth of this world
    Shattering the illusion of walls and distance between us
    In one great spill teaching the oneness of mankind
    Exhorting all to the task that our Creator enjoined on us.

    Days become my enemy as I search for these words
    Though the sands of time grate in my joints I press onward
    Wielding my pen to capture the words that enlighten
    My purpose is clear as I approach the end of my sojourn
    Though sinews atrophy, my mind races onward searching still
    When I face the judgment, I shall hold my lamp high
    Testifying that I never hid it
    Passing the flame to other lamps along the way
    My words shall be the works that testify to my faith.

    All I need is that one great spill of words
    All the treasure that I need in this world or the next.
     
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