Category Archives: poetry

heed the warnings

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we’ve got war on the poor . limit on the debt
keep strangling your sister to find out what you get
people coming to the street . take your white hoods down
gonna bring a new message to the folks uptown
bring some lunch, lot’s of water . come ready to stay
put some love in your anger . singing day after day
we shall all overcome this maniacal greed
we are coming together . plant and nurture the seed
of hope surely growing out from under blacktop
when concrete is shattered and the autos all stop
when silence is roaring, casting judgement on us
there won’t be any wonder . we emerge from the dust
of desire, self loathing . crawl away from debris
scrape hate from our eyes so we finely can see
deep lies and deception . elected in force
we proclaim us the winners of an ugly divorce
from this abusive landowner, self-proclaimed boss
of my future i celebrate . then mourn the loss
of my comrades . we peer through the wreckage of shame
we peer through decades for someone to blame
as we look in the mirror, the culprit stares back
now we know we have faltered . it’s time to retrack
put ourselves on a new path . time to shift gears
make music and lyrics so everyone hears
we all gather near water . remember our pain
pick ourselves up from grieving . there’s nothing to gain
from our terrible history but warnings of doom
we can look for tomorrow or wallow in gloom
heed the warnings . we turn ourselves back to the sun
now we know our beginning has almost begun
heed the warnings . we turn ourselves back to the sun
now we know our beginning has only begun

heed the warnings . we turn ourselves back to the sun
now we know our beginning has finally begun

measured time

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saving the daylight
minimize fright
while tossing off biorhythms
beams of early morning go back to sleep
shifting consciousness
profit margin rules the clock
makes a mockery of time
toe the line of rigid measured
parcels of moments on end
saving tomorrow
our future’s not to spend another dime
before we get there
measured time

rage

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rage
the great equalizer
from love it emerges, swerves, charges
ducks and shimmies
enlarges the heart
a page from the book of art
it paints itself huge in the eyes of true enemies
shining light on pain
rage refuses to back down
making it’s own path through a rain of tears
rage pulls near to it’s target with justified screaming
internal beaming lights drown out fear
when rage enters a room
the air shimmers with glee
while naysayers flee the power of this
naked lover of truth
rage dispels myths
repels lies
defeats shadowy deals
lays to waste polite banter
brings hurt to it’s knees
rage sees itself as the keys
knows the deep combination of love and battle
rage sees truth in the mirror

spiders

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you might think that we can take things in stride
walkin’ through the day, our heads full of pride
but this life ain’t no easy train ride
there’s work to be done
just look inside
the path that we walk, like the one in my brain
gets too hard and rocky without enough rain
your thoughts get tangled, so you cut off your mane
let the river run through you
clean out your drain
when we can feel like a fresh spring instead of a well
the residue has found a new place to dwell
been chased through the system, kicked out with a yell
the soul’s on a mission
under a spell
precision . contraction . abbreviate
leave ourselves time to experience our fate
or just enough passion to begin to create
time’s runnin’ out
might be too late
better not wait
before you know it somebody else floats off the seam
leaving wishes and memories like out of a dream
the spirit departs with a low muffled scream
it might hover
or shine like a beam
if we follow each light, every sparkle and flare
peek around corners, look in if we dare
keep our senses in focus, no brain damage stare
don’t let the spiders
camp in your hair
we might witness a change in our future or past
rearrange data, explain things at last
you can’t go dancing in a full body cast
but you can stumble from thinkin’
don’t go too fast

kin

©

for decades i walk this meandering trail

ears and eyes open as my ship sets sail
in dangerous waters

tiptoeing, dancing, stomping through rain
sunshine, hail, sleet and snow. the strain
of raising daughters

the lines deepening, a sneer, a scowl
evidence of loss and pleasure, i howl
in unbearable pain

raise my fist against illegitimate power
raise my voice against despicable, sour
government stain

for decades i study a history only to find
truth is a mystery, my studies remind
me to patiently wait

while somebody else’s ancestors moan
those words unwritten, i proceed not alone
with my aging gait

but move assuredly forward toward peace
brought by justice, sealed with intentional release
of degrading inflection

move assuredly forward with hope
the support of my comrades to cope
with continued deception

we look through the window of knowledge
for clues to the mystery no college
can begin to surmise

we travel together as one, on a mission
defining ourselves, refusing to fish in
an ocean of lies

we’ll remember, some day, it is love
not from ‘somewhere out there’ or above
but from deep within

that knowledge will free us, that earth rumbling calm
will release us. we finally apply the balm
of knowing we’re kin

whisper of spirit

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in only a moment
hot turns to cold
what once was a body
harboring a soul
now empty, depleted
all energy drains
whisper of spirit
is all that remains

hovering remnants
of energy pure
as a wish for tomorrow
bringing no cure
wish turns to vapor
body to dust
crumbling emotion
like metal to rust

where once were ideas
plans, hopes, and dreams
departed in panic
no fabric, no seams
no binding or glue
puts the body back whole
what’s left, only memories
of each stolen soul

the reaper rejoices
consuming its prey
no worry for consequence
no one will pay

lies entered on paper
“suspect had a knife”
reported as duty
grand theft of a life
“suspect had a phone
which looked like a gun.
i feared for my safety”
this can’t be undone

lies entered on paper
excuse the offense
“he refused to obey me”
the usual pretense
“he fired a weapon”
no residue found
lies entered on paper
no one was around

reported as duty
grand theft of a life
lies written on paper
“suspect” had a wife
a mom and a dad
sister and brother
“suspect” was a father
and friend to another

in the reaper’s assessment
“suspect was black”
a good enough reason
to shoot in the back

reported as duty
murder becomes plain
the job of the reaper
becoming mundane
lies written on paper
“suspect had a gun”
reported as duty
this can’t be undone

breath has escaped him
along with his blood
he’s left there for hours
displayed in the mud
while reaper reports
“suspect did a crime”
maybe a witness
will show up this time

spirit surrounds
as mere humans lament
particles left after
final breath spent
a sparkle in darkness
star in black night
a dream in the morning
fresh air in daylight

the reaper on duty
reporting all lies
to the reaper in charge
choosing who dies

where once were ideas
plans, hopes, and dreams
departed in panic
no fabric, no seams
no binding or glue
puts the body back whole
what’s left, only memories
of each stolen soul

hovering remnants
of energy pure
as a wish for tomorrow
bringing no cure
wish turns to vapor
body to dust
crumbling emotion
like metal to rust

in only a moment
hot turns to cold
what once was a body
harboring a soul
now empty, depleted
all energy drains
whisper of spirit
is all that remains

 

seventeen police victims
derek williams
derrick gaines
alan blueford
oscar grant
raheim brown
kenneth harding jr
trayvon martin
james rivera jr