random pages found on the floor #12…

random-pages-found-on-the-floor

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written in outdated books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…

random-pages-found-on-the-floor

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…

random-pages-found-on-the-floor

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 #3…

random-pages-found-on-the-floor

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

black history…

black-history

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

a rigid aggregate structure…

city-street-art

seeing
that
the brown bag prophet
had
several cans
of
spray paint
in
a cloth carrying bag
i jokingly
said
so you’ve
become
a graffiti artist
now
oh no
he said
i’ve
just returned
from
the mexican border
i was painting
welcome signs
on the wall
and
planting
a few
blue vining roses
actually
he said
i do not mind
staring
at
border walls
for
they serve
no
true purpose
but to
appear
to
masculate
the feeblest
of fears
of
more concern
to me
are
the invisible walls
of
ignorance
that
fostered
their
construction