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Where Will It End?
I used to love hanging out at the coffee shop on the corner, right in the center of town I would spend hours watching the pigeons hanging out on the sidewalks fluttering from cobblestone streets and perched around the French stone fountain It looked like an enchanted scene cut right out of Paris, France Then one day I woke up and all the pigeons were gone the cobblestone and the fountain too No one even asked us Citizens what we wanted Some person(s) with clout made the decisions Poof! They were all gone And you know what else is so fucked up — People have been misled all along told…
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What’s Happening Here
the White House a southern bell by design this gated plantation slave made foundation defies time for history tells only a few truths stories lost and made-up to keep peoples and troops under political thumbs and eyes of drones families captive in prison-like homes folks drunk on toxic food, drugs, liquor and beer keeping brains and minds unclear tv and news instilling division and fear veiling the global systematic slavery something we all have chosen not to believe so when you’re through hammering your last nail retirement parties and plaques that honor and hail when you finally sit back and toss up your feet be prepared — your ass might…
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The Prison Door
I met a man who showed me his past through a book His words came alive retelling his story of WWII Nazi Germany Holocaust Bombs, soldiers and concentration camps I saw through his eyes a young boy running from gunfire and hiding out to survive I saw a German prison door open inside only Jewish people Suddenly, I remembered what I had seen while visiting a US prison I saw the Missouri State Penitentiary door open inside only Black women I was horrified I remembered I felt powerless thinking there was nothing I could do to change the system So, I did what I could to help Then I went…
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Into The Sea: Confessions of a Cruise Line Pirate
I sailed upon a cruise ship that floated on the ocean We always seemed to make a bit of a rippled waved commotion When the Captain’s wheel spun in a circular motion as we sailed Into the Sea In the Caribbean Islands we dumped our oils Throughout sand and water we spread our spoils Covering animals and land flowing like black coils Into the Sea Cruising the Ocean playfully under night’s moon rounded dish We would drink, smoke and fornicate over the salty fish Screamed into the dark–yelling our wants, hates and myths Into the Sea We ate and drank until our bellies exploded Dumped our liquored waste as septic…
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The Power=Together
we are the ones who turn the keys sit at the desks fill the streets we are the ones who tap the computers keep the cog working smooth spend hours as commuters we are the ones who turn the cranks work 40 to 70 hour weeks fill the banks we are the ones who serve the grub keep the “good” employed the Rich and Elite beloved we are the ones who keep the traffic running production lines humming the oil and coal sales gunning we are the ones who buy into ideals and rules trust others to make the decisions down pills and drinks for moods we are the ones…
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Peace Is Alive
there’s a Peace here a kind that I’ve never experienced not like a sound Peace because everyday kids in the courtyard are screaming + running + playing dogs howl and bark incessantly buses drive by every few minutes cars honk constantly old women talk-yell at one another and the person living upstairs drags feet and furniture plays jacks on the floor and randomly drops bowling balls all day + night long at least that’s what I picture happening no — this kind of Peace makes me take long deep breaths like everything is in its right place people are just living going about their daily lives walking in daydreams so much so…