We, The Esoteric Poem by Birgitta Abimbola Heikka

WE ascertain you
the voice of a cuckoo
asserted.
Who are WE?
Soliloquized me.

WE?
WE are the Overseer
Universal
WE make it our business
to know all your business
WE see what you see
WE hear what you hear
WE taste what you taste
WE smell what you smell.

Electric wires ignite fire in my head
The agony makes me plead to be dead
Stop! I beg
as currents jolt my leg
You don't play ball
with boys tall
Do you want to be a dead symbol
or keep playing the cymbal?
WE create rogues and heroes
like MLK the dead hero.

My brain is burning
while learning
about the enigmatic WE
and the minute me
a wiggling worm in a fastidious net
long ago set.

WE are the Class Monitor
monitoring Class and Caste
WE are the Writer
writing the script
or rewriting the script
WE set the stage
WE manage the play
The role you play!
Commanded the cuckoo.

WE?
My voice sounded like a mechanized toy
wound by the mystic WE.

Yes, WE are Omnipotent
WE hold the light
that guides your path
Illuminate
or illusions WE create.

WE!
Are the Kingbird in this aviary
the cuckoo coos.



MLK—Dr. Martin Luther King (the African American Civil Rights leader in the early 1960s) .