10 to 6…

10 to 6

clock’s been locked
in that position for years
thought about rewinding it again
but it always stops at the same spot
like the history of racial freedom

steady as a rock…

steady as a rock...

all those marches
for folks murdered by police
can’t sway the scales of justice
the fulcrum’s rusted
nothing can move it



republican voter suppression…

shadows of yesterday
lingering behind closed eyes
muted moments of life
held in fear‘s bondage
to make freedom unobtainable


drug lords and politicos
selling dreams by the gram
to anyone paying the price
personal profits first
other’s deaths the cost of doing business


dark transfiguration…

once those nailed to a cross
stand upon solid ground
and have the nails removed
they grasp hammers and spikes
placing others on their crosses