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