random pages found on the floor #12…


a whimsical thought
that freedom applies to all
a foolish notion
engendered by history
written in outdated books

random pages found on the floor #11…


a good day to die
the warmth of god’s sun is here
warriors gather round
to protect their sacred graves
once again a trail of tears

random pages found on the floor #9…


unearth the grave’s bones
of those who died for freedom
carve into weapons
pierce the flesh of ignorance
to slay a reign of terror

random pages found on the floor #5…


the great horn owl speaks
words to its friend the darkness
asking why it is
that so many in day’s light
can be so blind to the truth

random pages found on the floor #3…


i had but one dream
so simple it had no form
nothing to define
nor place on your bucket list
human dignity that’s all

random pages found on the floor # 2…


like a sleepy child
with endless tears and whining
the new government
complains about everything
blaming everyone but self

black history…


deep festering hold
where lie’s rats eat freedom’s eyes
recurring nightmare