[By: Sundiata Acoli and Joan Payne Kincaid] 

Hokku 

explosions of life 
animals and plants re-born 
in bird choruses jpk 

season cycles back anew 
coming forth in restlessness sa 

gardens bloom 
sunflowers stretch 
too fast to believe jpk 

slowly noticed yet intense 
swallows harken thoughts of it sa 

under a shady tree 
night heron listens 
in rising light jpk 

she sees shining stars 
and sings a song of sighs jpk 

the sea is calling 
stronger than a lover’s charm 
deeper wading waits sa 

shining surfboards and wetsuits 
magic tunnels spin jpk 

candlelight and cake 
casting shadows to and fro 
fireflies dart about sa 

listening to cricket songs 2 
sleigh-bell crescendo jpk 

iron dialogues 
discourse bars in flesh and blood 
white deer fades to blue sa 

coolness of dawn 
reading truth in clouds jpk 

silver disk above 
tolls the years gone by encaged 
summers hot and long sa 

lives circle a vigil 
Sunday bells will gong jpk 

vistas of the soul 
peer into the pains of yore 
heat rides in the wind sa 

powerful visions appear 
swirling on silent dew jpk 

scent of daffodils 
waft into the room upstairs 
vernal spells return sa 

down on the lawn 
petals of violets vibrated purple jpk 

nodding by the temple 
a violent need of sleep 
sipping dandelion wine jpk 

couples glide to trumpet’s bleat 
begging joiners to the floor sa 3 

in his gilded coupe 
floating along the concourse 
listening to iPod music jpk 

pomp disturbs the starving hordes 
moving to a birthday beat sa 

arriving at Mardi Gras 
eat drink and be merry 
order more of everything jpk 

ice reigns all around the globe 
work-call breaks the interlude sa 

the doors slide back 
on a single signal 
hear a sudden lute and cello concert jpk 

love is key to the new world 
sharing hurt and joy alike sa 

kissing her wish- ring 
she leaves the yellow lounge 
dressed in an olive velvet gown jpk 

racist war haunts New Orleans 
killing color and the poor sa 

in the round pale light 
near a scenic lake 
listen to high pitch katydids jpk 

Blackwater brings Halloween 
shooting survivors on sight sa 

a slip of the mask 4 
exposes disaster plans 
fall arrives early sa 

softly sliding psychedelically 
posed in dark re-entry jpk 

chickens scratch in the mud 
earthworms laze above the ground 
in receding gales sa 

global warming scorcher 
dull haze surrounds the sails jpk 

morning glories sprout 
nature’s eternal cycle 
begins once again sa 

creatures come and go 
turning returning ornaments jpk 

Date started: 5.24.01 
Date finished: 10.8.06

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Sundiata Acoli s/n Clark Edward Squire, was reared in a small town in Texas, worked as a Computer Systems Analyst for NASA with astronaut Neil Armstrong, and became known as one of the loyalist activists during the Civil Rights Movement and beyond. With a home front war brewing, a people allegiant to educating and liberating the oppressed was the goal. Former Black Panther Party (herein BPP) member and current prisoner, Sundiata Acoli shares his story via vocal narration and dramatic elements about his journey through the depths of hell and back in the Liberation Movement in America.

A POWER SUN tells of a courageous man, who served as the Party’s Lt. of Finance, and blatant cover-ups by a government who turned its back on justice; taking viewers on an expedition of realism, unveiling the untold experience that stunned Americans in the past…and many people around the world today, making this film – history in the present.

A POWER SUN shares diverse and independent voices that have never been heard, but written about in many books and periodicals. Acoli joins his comrades, family and friends in a chilling, yet true testament of his life from childhood to his current struggles as a prisoner.

A POWER SUN is an extraordinary dramatic documentary exploring the many aspects of the BPP Movement and the climate of the times in New York (herein NY), including the states’ longest and most expensive trial in its history and the Liberation Movement, with direct accounts, historical context and critical perspectives from former BPP NY Chapter members and others while learning the about the New Jersey Turnpike tragedy and life as a prisoner. The film’s plot is navigated by the conversation between a grandmother, Eartha “Mama Earth” Kahn, played by Irma P. Hall (Meet the Browns, Soul Food) and grandson, Cinque Kahn, played by Omar Wiseman (Disney Channel), as “Mama Earth” teaches Cinque about the BPP NY Chapter using a unique game of chess on a recreational park set. As Cinque learns chess, a by-stander in the park, Sun, listens to the instructions and applies the lessons to his life. An exploration of Acoli’s life is revisited. The audience experiences the surreal life of Acoli while hearing thought provoking testimonies and learning about a select cadre of leaders in the Party, as well as, learning the art of chess.

A POWER SUN is produced and executed with the highest professional and ethical standards. The film’s director, writer and producer, Dawn McGhee says, “This film combines the true history of a dynamic movement, while re-creating the accounts of his story”. Through the narratives, A POWER SUN joins the past and the present within an innovative film structure guided by accuracy and strong conviction that will change the lives of all people from the four corners of this world.

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Our principle cast is ready to aboard the ship to victory! As many of you are aware, we beginning the dramatic re-enactments this month. Irma P. Hall, Omar Wiseman, and Mutulu “M1″ Olugabala as Sundiata Acoli, and Stic.man as Zayd Malik Shakur are excited and ready to perform.  Words are not enough to express our sincerity and appreciation to these individuals giving their time and talent to help us tell our story. It’s commitment like theirs as others on board that show us how committed to Victory they are…

We’ve only just begun… So let’s pull together our resources and spread the word to family, friends, colleagues, and others to visit the website and donate!!!!

Their and your help is greatly appreciated by political prisoner’s, prisoners of war, exiled comrades, the community, and of course, Field Up Productions.

Yours in sincerity…. Dawn

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I remember your smile
Bright as the sun’s explosion
Wide as the arms of Yemaya
Deep as a gushing well of kindness
I remember your smile

Slow like the dawn of recognition
Quick like the wit of observation
Clear as the logic of common sense
I remember your smile

Frank as a simple declaration
Bold like the taste of naked love
Wasn’t no grinning or smirking or sneering
I remember your smile

Even when you were young
You had an old smile,
deep wrinkles spread across your brow
Like worn paths
Crossing familiar ground
Laugh lines descending from eyes made old
By deadly images
Laughter holding back the tears I remember your smile
Your smile is like an umbilical cord
Pulling me back, pulling us back
to a lost continent
of brown velvet faces with white incandescent teeth
radiating home, radiating peace, radiating love

Your smile
wakes me up from nightmares
turned into day-mares
Reoccurring slave-mares
In the twisted tinsel hell
They call amerikkka

When they came and they took my baby
When the milk in my breast turned to sour curds
When there was no one there to hold me
And the voices that tried to console me
Sounded like empty words
I remembered your smile

Wrote off our lives with reams of paper
Stained with filthy, greedy lies
Turned us into prison statistics
Using legaleeze linguistics
Regurgitating hypocritical diatribes
Like thin white vomit

In the midst of body bags
And toe tags
And the flood of black blood
In the midst of affirmative negation
And mass extermination
I remember your smile

We remember your smile
We call on your smile
We call on your smile
To give us light

They been trying to take your smile
Wipe it off your face
Like they be wiping us off this earth
But you smiled that smile in cages,
Institutionalized outrages
Twenty year hits
Like contemptuous spit
And in spite of a bitter taste
in your mouth
Your smile shines strong

All of us smile lovers
Need to set you free
We need to free your smile
That x-ray smile
Beaming rays of freedom
Unchain that smile
Unchain that smile
Set it free

We love your smile
We need your smile
Your smile is sweet enough
To melt heard hearts
Into love syrup
Sweet and sticky
as the nectar of freedom
We got to free that smile
Unchain that smile

Let it shine out
And warm us
I want to see that smile
Make children laugh
And light up a woman’s eyes at midnight
We got to free that smile
We got to free that smile
That freedom smile
That freedom smile
So we all can smile again