Tag Archives: #black

I’M GOING HUNGRY

THE WINGS of the birds upon the table
(went hungry) I saw the light over
the confessional and the voice said:

THAT’S THE PERSON TO KILL

UPON THE table the fires again
and the mouths are choking
I don’t mind stealing bread to
feed the children. Yeah. We’re
dying farmers and the mouths are
choking. i DON’T MIND STEALING
bread for the children (we’re going
hungry)

How free is poetry to express
mindless anger. It can also express
love and forelove senseless.

Serial killers are evil. Hello?
They like hurting little things that
cannot fight back.

Humans by far are the most evil
creatures of nature.

:: 11-23/2021 ::


AFRICAN LOVE

i see the night star shinning so brightly
i feel the pain within my soul …
how the air is my last Testament of dreams
i am a traveling soul without boundaries
and my elders lost their grip upon me
oh how much shall be revealed
when at last the sun beats down upon
my face oh oh …gentlemen kneel
as the clear skies rain
I am a chord of grace & not a word
heard i relate — oh, oh, yeah
oh, oh, how flesh eats my soul
How forefathers gave and their
women wept for their pain and love
ooooooh!
rambling wondering and writing words
crying silently and never lord oh never
weeping the pain of my skin and soul
(wait for me) i cry oh how i know
| all i see turns to dirt |
and if a sound burns to ground
i sing with eyes /if i lose my mind
\ then with my mouth!/
Ooh some such angel oooooooooh
touch my Spirit.

:: 06.28.2021 ::