backsliding…

fallen once again
flesh now exposed to the world
burning sensations
faith’s skin torn from soul’s bare bones
ripped away by what men do

check youtube…

yesterday
i was surprised
when
an elderly
white man
yelled
at
the brown bag prophet
and
the prophet
merely
smiled
and
gave him
the sign
of the cross
as
his response
now
two things
were
surprising
to me
his smile
and
the sign
of the cross
first of all
the prophet
rarely
restrains
his responses
to
ignorant displays
of
racism
and
i know
for a fact
he’s not
religious
in
any sense
of
the
word
but
he told
me
that
he was
the designated
scapegoat
for
a hidden camera
documentary
on
racism
since
the fall
of
the american dream
then
he said
if you noticed
carefully
i did the cross thing
in
reverse
he smiled again
and
said
that was
a reverse blessing

how have you forgotten…

once
bullets pierced
your
father’s
father’s
flesh
sending
fragments
of
skin
and
bone
sailing
into
the air
as they knelt
in
prayer
with
the force
of
nails
pounded into hands
and
feet
all for
the fear
of
their
beliefs
what
dogma
blinded you
to
your own
history
that
lets
kill
another
in
prayer
when
god
only
has
a different
name

washington’s dirlewanger brigade…

common criminals
poachers thieves and assassins
freedom’s entrenched foes

clear-cutting…

how is it
that
lives
can be held
in
such disdain
by
believers
of
this
or
that god
believers who
can
without
remorse
remove
the breaths
of
souls
from
a place
their
god
has created
then
toss their remains
in
a mass grave
and
feel
sanctified
with
the taste
of
blood
in the cup
of
their existence

tilak…

you needn’t speak
what
you are
is in
what
you do
it burns
your flesh
from
the inside
giving you
no place
to hide
while the smell
of
your
singed soul
spills
from
your body
marking
you
for
that
which lies
just beneath
the facade
of
your existence