“Fuck off,
We’re full!”
Reads the bumper sticker,
The Stars and Bars there too
Built Ford tough,
Here in
Miles,
And miles of
wide
open
space,
Middle of nowhere,
USA.
8/2/2018
Waxing poetic on thoughts, theory & the times
“Fuck off,
We’re full!”
Reads the bumper sticker,
The Stars and Bars there too
Built Ford tough,
Here in
Miles,
And miles of
wide
open
space,
Middle of nowhere,
USA.
8/2/2018
Outsiders,
This
is where
One should
aim to be;
Strive
for such attainment,
Outsiders,
This is
The place
To Be.
This is
the promised land.
In this place, one is free.
Pay, apply, to be
in.
One might
even
Sneak;
Risk life;
Risk limb.
8/3/2018
June 29, 2005
Pledge allegiance
To a flag
Where I have no rights
If I’m a “fag”?
Check a box,
“Black”
Or “white”
No in-betweens for skin too light
Evangelism
Deemed the newest fad
Now all’s a sin
Is breathing bad?
“Anarchy!” the children cry
Ignore their pleas
Roll your eyes
The people speak
Of nation torn,
In tatters I think
All the deeds once condemned
Have now been done
Praise our leader
This prodigal son
For my generation
Our future is bleak
When liberal youth
Are refused to speak
Ignore the past
Refuse the truth
In following “tradition”
You are blind to see
The evils of our great society
You say I am free,
But for today,
Tomorrow can you tell me true
What next right will you undo?
Time and time again
We shall recycle
Ignore all that’s done before
Lesson learned
Erase the board.
July 11, 2017
Irritated
by childish tweets
courtesy of the commander in chief
Frustrated
by the “news”
When monopoly controls the sources
And what journalists can say
Sick
as women and children
become negligible casualties
of the patriarchy
Tired
as black, brown, red
And lgbtq lives
Still struggle
to prove
they matter
Helpless
as lives become subject
to the terror on target
Suspicious
as IT produces
what anonymous faces
Think we should see
Eager
to spark light
And climb out of the dark
Of this Orwellian American dream