so where’s the surprise…

ain't nothing new

there ain’t nothing new
slave owners’ mentality
fills the nation’s veins
flowing to every corner
with its poisonous future

pennies from heaven…

pennies from heaven

now let me get this straight
heaven
has
streets of gold
and
one hell of a dating
service
for martyrs
so
explain to me
why
the only things
the divine
is willing
to
share
as
a blessing
upon
faithful  servants
is
some stale bread
and
pennies

return to sender…

return to sender

i’ve posted
a
letter
to
death
didn’t bother
with
a
return
address
seemed
rather
pointless
since death
is
omnipresent
actually
the whole
letter
was
pointless
for
the same reason
but
it made me
feel good
to
address death
on
such a personal level
you know
like
when we say
we’re all in this together
or
i don’t see colors
those
ultimate
social platitudes
basted
onto
the carcass
of
human bondage
words
offered
when
folks
are
uncomfortable
or
are
uttered
because
the speaker
is
just plain stupid
about
the history
of
mankind
unable
to
see
that
even though
we
can
feed everyone
and
heal
most
there’s
a reluctance
to
do so
since
there’s
no
profit
in
morality
that’s
why
death
hasn’t bothered
to
write
back

make your own decisions…

making your own decisions

got no angels
to
talk
to
today
just
the old man
down
the street
holding
a brown bag
talking
about
how jesus
has
saved
his soul
can’t understand
how
some
homeless
souls
can see
the wonders of heaven
among
the city’s sweepings
for
i’ve lost
such
visions
or
perhaps
best
labelled
fantasies
life
does that
to
some of us
the veneer of promises
is
stripped away
by
reality
leaving us
with
the bare
roots
of
life’s truths
but
you don’t need
to
listen
to my words
for
that
would be
another case
of
blind
belief