If I'm just born once in a lifetime who am I
to make things up?
I count the stars
but will they count me?
Who am I
to lift them up?
'Who am I?'
the soldiers ask me.
'Who am I?' ask the police.
Who am I but a reflection of that uniform, beneath?
I was born on a forgotten day but I own the night.
I snuck back
through time hacks.
A mountain of stars over the sea.
The rippling torment of solitude.
I will reach you if only to shake you awake.
Beneath the crust and mantle of this planet is a birthplace. A crystal of light peering through ocean breath and form.
I am as conscious of its eye as in my essence, I and I, am both the music and the bombast of the storm.
I own the night
and the stars bright as Suns of distant galaxies.
I am the darkness of my earth-form holding space.
I own the night and the spectrum
of awareness and fatality.
I take the form
of every lovers face.
Deep in the eye
in the moon-like satellite of every pupil I am the light in its wave-form.
I am grace.
I own the night and the dream-space of a planet in a planet.
I own the night that each day works to erase.
I was born on a forgotten day but I own the night.
credits
from Encrypted & Vulnerable,
released June 5, 2020
Written by: Saul Williams, Christian Scott aTunde Adjuah, Gonjasufi
supported by 20 fans who also own “I Own The Night (Sufi Vision)”
Listening to this a few years on, Chapter 319 feels almost melancholic, a reminder of the time where police abolition had nearly mainstream appeal. The tracks still make me furious at the bullshit cops continue to get away with. dninemfive