How Are Geniuses Made

(i)

i’ll tell you

in heavens memory

in heavens memory

in heavens memory one must pray

for the light of divinity

to run through one's veins as blood

one does not need to kneel to pray

one can simply think it does

and it will

and it will i tell you

it will become such a person's legacy.

(ii)

in ordinary things

with the simplest ones

through the tiniest lines

amongst the most unpopular

in the midst of the overlooked

outside the limelight

never really ever in disguise

one or two or three people always know

anyone with sense can sense it

divine intelligence

moving all over invisibly

visible on a fence through a mouth

in a mind with those hands

those ordinary hands

it channels through

as a school teacher

just your neighbor

that kid next door

across the street

letting the abnormalities in their life

groom them the uniquely normal

tragedy they carry makes more room

for god permitting each encounter

with darkness to intensify the light

till the light is all we see.

(iii)

i’ll tell you

you know

you know

no one can tell you what you don’t already know

sometimes it looks like the darkness

takes up more space

folks get overwhelmed

they give it credit

the whole time its the strain of the light

trying to get through us

to the rest of the world

sometimes it breaks

burns consumes the container

who tried so hard to contain it.


(iv)

so this is how geniuses are made

i told you i’ll tell you

in heavens memory

because you know

when you looked into that mirror

who did you expect to see?

Oma

Poet.

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