Monday, March 30, 2015

Skin I thought I shed

I am starting to live again
                                in skin I thought I shed
                Devouring voices
                                of those who had gone before
                                                giving nourishment to past fires

                                                                        Rekindled

Sunday, March 29, 2015

It's not the way it should be

It's not the way it should be
                Sneaking glimpses behind the curtain
                Living wet
                                in the stream of you
                Hiding love and knowledge
                                                from the hate and ignorance surrounding me

It's not the way it should be
                Black and Brown and Red and Yellow
                                lives burning in hidden slavery
                Covered by blocks of concrete
                                                and rebar
                                                                piercing
                                                                                me
                                Raping my hope
                                                my soul
                                                                my dust
                                                a cloud of devastation
                                                                raining acid green
                                                                                on those who purchased me

It's not the way it should be
                Brown and dirty
                                Red and dead
                                Hung time and time again
                                                In the name of
                Mammon

It's not the way I hoped it would be
                Ignorance and arrogance of youthful certainty
                                                                                the ways of children
                                                                Left behind
                                                                                                torn from me
                                                                                                                as security

It's not the way I want it to be
                Autumn dancing her song away from me
                                I hoped
                                                wanted

                                                                to dance it too