Written By: Renishaki Kamal
What I know
Aching. EVERY NERVE, HEAD TO TOE.
Knowing. THE IMPOSSIBLES OF TOMORROW.
Dying. POWERLESSLY. LETTING FAITH RUN ITS COURSE.
For Today I Lay Here With “The End” Written On My Soul.
This is what my sisters, brothers, mothers, fathers from my mother land, that never ever land bound by these monsters of terror forever land breathe.
What I know is that -Darkness never humbled my knowledge to the sheds of redness that seeps from TE soils to the blood that boils, within my skin. The skin I label Canadian and follows Thamizhan.
What I know is Thamizhan IS what I know, what I know is the history of those, who destroyed boundries of control that set out new goals which would free the futures of those who we were…are Thamizhan.
What I know is that we’re Gazing out in the city nights, high class education, high class life. With the black cars, black jeans and red scars. Scars that bleed for more, for more passion to ignite the fire within me. To enlighten my mind and remind myself that Thamizhan, is beyond just my skin type. I bleed to surrender for my kind, and humble my thoughts that I know warriors that fought for mine, for yours, for every living, breathing source of Thamizhan around this globe.
What I know is that I’ll feed my knowings to those with hope and those with prayers for those in need of support. For those who are silenced screamers and for those who continue to fight for every single living life. They fight no cancer, a virus nor a disease of some sort. They fight to be humans beings without human rights, trust me, there’s a simple cure.
What is to be known is The cure of love, simple love for one another but minus this love, my July’s have NEVER recovered. As I remember and be reminded of these days of darkness and remark Black July and dark Novembers will always be my mind’s stage of sadness that will set gates to keep fighting. For, that day, will be when my living soul will rest in peace, perhaps in a bed in TE.
What is to be known is TE is Thamizh Eelam, if we have built that nation by heart, gluing together pieces with the blood of our fallen warriors then THAT, is what WAS, IS and will ALWAYS BE. What I know, what you know and what other have yet to see.
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