Call me

is stunning, full of word realities and history telling. I can't imagine condensing any of it into a poem, rather than this prose form but you have so much to say that is truth revealed, I am certain your poems will be just as powerful anyway. Thank you for sharing this.

Respectfully,

This is prose, and I'm sure that your poetry can and will be just as riveting as your story here. Welcome to Neo.! I hope hat you will find all the things that you need here. Join our workshops, enter our contests and have a great time! ~ Geezer.
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This is absolutely poetry: demanding, painful,vivid, proud, joyous and absolutely in your face.
Most excellent.
The cadence and flow are definitely there, all you need to do is edit:
Shorten the lines without changing their meaning or their power.
example:
'Urge to hide inside temples of Mortals live forever a stranger to thyself threads gossamer vail'

'Urge to hide
inside temples of Mortals
live forever
a stranger to thyself
threads gossamer vail'

Sorry, I don't usually do this, but damn, this is good. Think about the structure of the lines,their length...read the poem aloud, with the cadence you know is there, and you will find the places where lines naturally end and begin. Structure emphasizes cadence and focuses meaning, in poetry.
No rhyme...it doesn't need rhyme in any formal, structured way, because it already has enough to make it flow.
Don't use word abbreviations, like 'w/' for 'with'; this poetry deserves every word clear.
And normally I would say pare down the extra, superfluous little words like 'an' and 'the' as much as possible...
...but not here. Every word deserves its place.
My only real critique; towards the end it tends to read a bit like a genealogical list. I know that it should, and indeed it must, but try a couple of things, like interspersing the names with some descriptions of their bondage, their struggle, the places where they loved and worshipped...
Ok I'll shut up now.
But...welcome welcome welcome to Neopoet as well! It's been a while since I read something this good.

Read it aloud! This is poetry in its truest sense, power, passion and truth.
Never forget poetry is primarily voice, the poets voice, a people's voice, a plethora of voices.

I felt honoured to read this aloud, Lepadah, and I hope you can forgive my male, Australian accent.

My reading is at
https://soundcloud.com/neopoet/call-me-by-lep

Marthalyn and Geezer, either listen to my reading or read it aloud to yourself.
This is seriously crafted and passionate work, rich and textural.

Lepadah, may I have your permission to post this to our Neopoet Facebook page?