before you go into your conscience car wash…

help me understand
you’re willingly supporting
a racist rapist
are you really profiting
that much from selling your soul

 

fatal crash…

the explosion
will send shards
of
hot metal
and
warm
human flesh
in all directions
the victims
will have
no
chance
for
survival
since
the driver
has been
excessively speeding
speeding
in an armored
vehicle
plated
with
privilege
privilege
that
no one
chose
to challenge
even
those
charged
with
the responsibility
to
slow
irrationale drivers
failed
to
disrupt
the illogical course
of
a nation
letting
a driver
under the influence
of
power
to
not only
demolish
a
nation’s history
but
also
its
people

 

passe…

now
i know
it’s not fashionable
but
i’m holding on
to
my old
moth-eaten
frayed
and
ragged dreams
i don’t need
any
fancy fantasies
nor
do i want to be
weighed down
by
all
the depressing
shenanigans
coming
from
the white house
i want to continue
to believe
that
this is a country that cares
not only
for its own self-interest
but
for the human rights
of
all men and women
regardless
of
race,
religion
color
creed
or
sexual orientation
you see
i’m
an american
with
the old
true
american dream

 

sacraments on a walking tour…

please
show some respect
for
the dead
and
watch where
you
step
oh
i know
these
unmarked graves
make
it
difficult
since
there are
so
many
but
they
were
the children
of
hope
and so
should be
afforded
the rights
of
all martyrs
with
or
without
church
sanctioned
sainthood
their
blood
that
now nourishes
the
earth
once
flowed upward
nourishing
the hopes
of
all
who longed
to be
free
of
societal slavery
hopes
of
leaving
these favelas
as
equals
to
those
who have
imprisoned
the future
of
dreamers
dreamers
caged
in
shanty town nightmares
offered
colorful diversions
instead
of
freedom

 

imperceptible to some…

©2019 Charles Wm Martin

i hear faint heart beats
pulsing and growing each day
like molten anger
veins pumping with odium
ready to bleed uncontrolled