and you were expecting what…

from its inception
the law
has been
unequal
for those
under
it
its function
has been
and
continues
to be
to
maintain
servitude
and
the clear
separation
of
the haves
from
the have nots
a systematic method
of
oppression
that gives
the illusion
of
freedom
and
the fasle expectation
of
impartial justice
bolstered
by
the bedtime stories
from
history
about
heroic acts
that
never occurred
or
occurred
in
a less than
courageous
manner

 

 

predawn meditation #2…

with their
legal immunity
those sworn
to
uphold the law
have in truth
become
the law
capable of becoming
the judge
jury
as well as
the executioner
as long as
they
facilitate societal aims
those objectives
of
maintaining the oppressed
in
their
proper place

so many poems…

i wonder
if
anyone
stops and stares
at
these billboards
of
my mind
the words
that
i place
upon
the page
i suspect
most
will be forgotten
along
with
my name
that is
of
course
not much
of a surprise
we poets
for centuries
have pasted
our feelings
on
every surface
possible
words
often erased
by
ignorant
self-serving hands
or
those frightened
by the truth
but
we have
had
our say
and
on occasion
are able
to give voice
to those
who dare
not speak
giving voice
to those
unheard
we poets
attempt
to yell above
the vulgar platitudes
of
concern
and
empty promises
promises
for a better day
if only the oppressed
will
give
it
time
time
the one thing
they’re permitted
to have
and
oppressors
want them
to waste it
waiting
for what will
never
come

the keys to oppression…

taught
white religion
not
religion
taught
white history
not
history
taught
white pride
not
pride
taught
white life
not
life

brought into existence…

called
by
many names
historical alchemy
medieval witchcraft
it has changed
over the years
now 
critical race theory
the purpose
is
still
to convert
something that is real
into
fantasy
transformation of matter
an occult art
of
liars

 

 

there will always be ants….

when
i was a child
i
would watch
the ants
diligently
going about their chores
sort
of
a walt disney
plot
where the grasshopper
is eventually
left to winter’s cold
because
of ignoring
the planning process
but
as i
got older
i realized
that
we’re
the ants
working
for
the grasshopper
who’s
stealing
everything
we
attempt
to store

nonabrasive…

you nod
your head
when
we speak
but
you don’t hear us
that
painful look
of
understanding
on
your face
won’t
be
your saving grace
it
just shows
that
how
we speak
makes you
believe
you know
something about us
fictitious facts
drawn
from all those
historical
stereotypes
but
you
don’t know
us
the subdued sounds
of
our voices
conceal much
and
only
reveal
what
we wish
to be seen
verbal
camouflage
masking out
the sound
of
a fuse
that’s
already
been
lit

texas border walls…

sun weights against skin
pushing down upon the mind
sweat tastes of sorrow
staring at dried human forms
caught in sand and human fears
human fears of sand castles

the main event…

a small audience
as usual
high wagering
money
no object
for
the bettors
wagers
not
on winners
but
who
loses first
for
the social gladiators
chained together
could never
have
a real
winner
since
the victor
was obliged
to toss
their opponent’s body
over a ledge
into the sea
thus
dooming
the victor
to
the same
fate
as
his contrived
enemy
a curious
cultural battle
but
not
unlike
daily life

the game of kings…

an
augmented reality
game
that uses
devices
devices
that overlay
the virtual experiences
of
kings
on top
of
the real
world
played
on
a multidimensional board
with
glass layers
each layer
containing game pieces
and
each side
representing
one
of the four corners
of
the world
the objective
is
to eventually
dominate
the whole world
through
power and wealth
kings
sit on the top layer
and
may move in any direction
but
cannot be viewed
by
any piece
at any level
thus
device screens
do not reveal
the location
of
any given king
kings
only determine
another king’s moves
by
the resulting effects
at
lower levels
the second level
is called
the legislative pitch
set with
ornately decorated
hollow pieces
that move
in
any direction
depending
on the ante
the king has made
for
any given piece
at
that level
however
antes
may be
secretly
made by other kings
thereby
altering
the movements
of
these mercenary pieces
the third lowest
level
holds a class
of
pieces
in the middle of
the game’s
social hierarchy
including
defenders
of
the crown
or
some
religious
or
political dogma
most importantly
this layer
contains
some queens
that when
properly moved
may be
to sacrificed
to
replace
more pieces
for
this layer
or
the lowest level
the lowest level
is comprised
of
what one could call
peasant pieces
used
to
develop wealth
for
the kings
and
are generally
considered by players
as
replaceable
as
for
the specific
rules
of engagement
they are
quite simple
win
at
any cost