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The Trap of the Armed Chief

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The Trap of the Armed Chief Drop the heavy shield/ When the village stands as one/ Peace becomes our wall. If you have to walk through your own living room, organization, or community with an ox-hide shield strapped to your arm, stop lying to yourself: you don’t have a sanctuary. You have a perimeter breach. We love to romanticize the solitary grind. We praise the brother whose jaw is locked so tight his teeth might crack, convinced that if he drops his guard for two seconds, his family will starve. We crown the sister who absorbs the emotional debt of three generations, smiling through agony while her spirit suffocates. We call it "holding it down." Ancestral wisdom calls it what it actually is: a confession of disorder. “When there is peace in the country, the chief does not carry a shield.” A shield is forged for blood and blade, not fellowship. When you refuse to take off your battle armor around your own people, that shield isn’t proof of leadership—it’s physical eviden...

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Reviewing the past/
Looking at this years journey/
To propel forward/
Ha2ku by ha2tim


The Journey is 1 year old now and I will take time to post some old writings. This is for some of the new folks so enjoy and I feel free to post your comments.
I dont know what is going on with blogger it published everything at the same time so forgive me for the large amounts of review post at the same time.

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