‘My Literary Legacy’ written by ‘The Namaste Child’ aka Claude Hill

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I didn’t write my first short stories and poetry book just for me. I wrote my book as my legacy. I wrote it as a proud African American Male, who loves deeply his beautiful and brilliant African American people. I wrote from varying diverse perspectives. I wrote my book to demonstrate the European, African American and Hispanic influences in my life such as the wisdom of Christianity, the Buddha and various honorable peoples. I wrote to show my curiosities about nature, aging, death, and love. I wrote it to remind us that each of us are one. I wrote it for fathers and mothers, sons and daughters, and the community in general. And it is my hope that in time; when race no longer divides us; that my book is acknowledged as a literary work of art created by a human being. I may not see that day arrive in my lifetime; hopefully, the generations of humanity to come will see that ‘I am a human being.’ Not a racial classification on a government form, a thug or something to hate, but another child of God just living these moments of giving dreams. This is what I say to myself everyday, when I pray into being that blessed protected ‘Psalm 23 version of me. This is who I want to be.

– Claude Hill

Here is the link to my first poetry and short stories book entitled: I AM THE NAMASTE CHILD

‘A Prayer: Ode to a Safe Chicago for All’ written by ‘The Namaste Child aka Claude Hill

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I pray that the angel of peace blocks any harmful intent from manifesting upon the streets of Chicago. I choose to imagine angels besides you, your sons and daughters, as they journey back and forth. I can imagine the beating hearts of all of God’s children transforming into angelic deep red flaming torches; that can give cleansing light to another lonely SOUL. I believe with all my heart that the peoples of your neighborhood, my neighborhood and all neighborhoods shall know for the first time sacred peace. Let the words, ‘I am peace’ stir about in the darkest places of human hate. Let that rooted flag of peace bring us all to the Mountaintop of Sacred Brotherhood. Let the petty things. Those temporary material things fade away into that which is far behind us. Let our shared Soul lights of our still loving humanity draw strength from Divinity. For I stand in a space of gratitude because I know that God is still on the throne. Sending out the breaths of being blessed protected to all my fellow human beings and our pets. In my prayer hands’ release. Amen.

Here is a link to my first poetry and short stories book entitled….I AM THE NAMASTE CHILD