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written in outdated books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 #10…


the rains came early
like a flood of tears from god
cold like envy’s kiss
unsheltered i walked alone
longing for your gentle touch

random pages found on the floor #6…


life’s yellowed pages
contain all the lies you’ve told
written in bold print
but somehow those who’ve loved you
could not decipher the truth

black history…


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