servitude…

the brown bag prophet
stopped me
and
asked
where’d
you go
to
high school
i
said
a small town
in
ohio
he laughed
so
i suppose
you never heard
of
martina arroyo
who
the opera singer
world-famous
got
her own
foundation
and
such
to help
others
in the arts
his look
turned serious
as
he said
some chains
are
invisible
the
hiding
of
information
that
provides
the soul
with
pride
is
a starvation
that
forms links
of
bondage
stronger
than
steel
he handed me
a black history calendar
and
walked away

systemic repetition …

i gave
the brown bag prophet
a copy
of
the chronicle
of
higher education
that came
in today’s mail
he scanned
the lead articles
then
said
seen this all before
maybe
several times
in
my lifetime
a group
of
minority students
make
demands
for equality
and
respect
not realizing
that
no one’s listening
nor
taking seriously
their threats
of
leaving the campus
for good
cuz
most of those folks
would say
good
we’ll replace you
with
a more docile
version
of diversity
we’ll even go so far
as to find
a syrian
or
two
maybe
a group
of african orphans
unaccustomed
to
faux
american revolutions
on
social diversity
hell
each chapter
on
university diversity
in
america
has the same list
of
objectives and goals
with
carefully outlined procedures
however
the results section
is
nothing more than
blank pages
followed
by
another
historical chapter
with
the same
text
he carefully folded the paper
and
handed it back

just a closer walk…

the marks
on his soul
did not show
nor
was he aware
how deeply
they cut into his being
his
responses
to everyday events
were
normal behavior
at least
that’s what he
believed
for so many years
until
death
began to walk
beside him
whispering
small details
he had not observed
nor
the cage
within
which
he had been placed
death
said
your belief
has blinded you
and
encouraged you
to be
a brave little soldier
independent
solving problems
on your own
but
did you not
notice
how all of nature
is connected
how
all things
are
dependent
upon one another
but
an independent beast
once
separated
from
the pack
becomes
the easiest
of
all prey
to devour
for
it’s weakest
when
its pride
convinces it
to
stand alone
come
walk with me
for
a short while
and
see the unseen