dancing on the edge of a dream that place where all things are possible and anything can be undone decisions poorly made corrected old arguments won salty tears dried and blown into nonexistence one can also fulfill suspended dreams caress lovers never held taste the honey of lips only seen from a distance even succeed where failure prevailed oh this is a marvelous place these moments between night and dawn resting on a new day’s pillow
what shall we place on america’s gravestone here lies a nation aborted by its greed and intolerance of its own history or an unborn promise made with its fingers crossed concealed behind a back of hate and prejudice all the while scripting words constituting a justification for continuation of an oligarchy but with more than one king a feudal state with all the trappings of the middle ages
please stay
in
your
designated line
divine blessings
on
earth
are allotted
according to
your position
in line
but
rest assured
that
you’ll
be
given
a fair share
of
life’s bounty
upon
your souls passing
into
the chimeric promised land
a sure guarantee
from those
who
oppressed you
during
your time
on
earth
you’re quite dependent on the system but adjustments must be made for i’ve been standing right in front of you for some time but you keep calling those behind me you seem to be aware of me assuring me that my turn should be next but you continue to ignore my needs addressing defending those further back in the line perhaps you should step back and switch to the manual focus mode so you can regain your historical perspective and not depend on preprogrammed procedures for as a nation you should know democracy depends on focusing on the real subject
this path
of
freedom
is strewn
with
shards of hate
a path
not chosen
walking barefoot
into the night
pain
with
each step made
they say
i should be
grateful
that i’m
permitted
to walk
