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Redacting historical records...

Redacting historical records...

at the capital expense
(compounded interest) of amortizing future
unborn generations who will be ignorant
courtesy whitewashing history tantamount
to redacting corpus of established truths...
accentuating bland Caucasian deeds
effacing grand heroics implicating
justifiable kick/jumpstarting
laudable anonymous martyred natives.

Home schooling precious charges
would allow, enable, and provide parents
or legal caretakers/guardians
the freedom to teach boys and girls
impressionable minds
with unadulterated information
and refraining whenever, wherever,
and however from spoon/
buzz feeding tabula rasa
with watered down pablum
that generally distorted, insulted, offended,
and vitiated the heartbreaking legacy
of countless, gumption leavened,
ruminative, and spiritual
singing, yodeling folks
sabotaged of their natural birthright
to pursue rightful life, liberty
and the pursuit of happiness
by the amazing chance of
one or more sperm
fertilizing an ova
simply bestowed, granted,
ordained, since zygote
bequeathing inherent credence
clearwater manifesting into amniotic sac
by dint of being brought
into the webbed, wide world
within the skein of existence
which conception ought
to be a guarantee for existence
courtesy mysterious and miraculous
process of human reproduction,
which gift of son or daughter
violently snatched by the malevolence
of one slave owner on par
with emasculating (in my humble opinion),
a submissive young,
muscular, and virile man
cue Uncle Tom character
fleshed out by Harriet Beecher Stowe,
but subsequently applied
to passivity of scared slaves in general,
some who stood steadfast
and suffered whippings
(analogous to Thomas Jonathan
"Stonewall" Jackson the Civil War general,
who stood like a statue,
the incident that earned him
his famous nickname occurred
during the First Battle of Bull Run
(or First Manassas)
on July 21, 1861, in Virginia),
now back on track
with those sold as chattel
and savaged thrashed courtesy
against brick bats brow beating
men, women and children
people of color into a bloody pulp,
and/or their brethren),
no matter he refused order
decreed courtesy master
typecast as Simon Legree
suffering in absolute zero utterance
to obey him and helplessly
watch him beat other slaves,
the stock character of the minstrel shows
degenerated into a shuffling,
asexual individual,
with a receding hairline
and graying hair,
yet retreating behind the guise
of violent punishment
knowing that elysian fields
awaited being beaten severely senseless,
an inch of his life
drinking supposed eternity
gratis regarding the soul asylum
within the bosom of divine creator.

Whitewashing an injustice
and violation of sacrifice
regarding diluting to the point of solubility
and hence The quote "Those
who do not know history
compelled to repeat it"
a common paraphrase of the line
"Those who cannot remember the past
condemned to repeat it,"
famously attributed
to the philosopher George Santayana
in his seminal work The Life of Reason.

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