feeding the flames!

the faintest hint of light?whose soul is bruised,whose lips are scarred?whose tears fall,like thunder in a cementary?whose silence burns,in the bitter cold?whose breath hanging,like clouds in the sunset?whose hunger sharpens,the web and the cave?whose longing, whose storms,whose desire that howls?whose life hanging,and who carried the cross?who are we if not lovers,if not dreamers who dream.if…

of those that would enslave.but when the pooreducate themselves,and become aware,the slaves demand freedom!

their time, and die?does not the sunrise in the morningonly to lay down at night?are not universes born of dust,only to return to dust?why should we be any different?all that lives but a fleeting glimpseinto the workings of eternity.yet everything that comes and goesleaves an indelible mark,a footprint on the water,a face put to the…

he sat by her bed,holding her limp hand….alzheimer’s, and a bad heart,eyes that didnt know him,anymore!he pulled the tubes fromher nose, from her mouth,from her arms….and whispered into her ear…‘go, be free…i wont be long…’true love pays the cost!

being taken back to the lie…that, waving flags, kills babiesnot yet born to motherswithout faces or names…subdue and enslavein the name of holy freedom…only held by thosenot of color….marching to the M16 beatof tyranny driven by oil….no flags burning?perhaps they should…wrapped on the bodiesof souls stolen by the lie!

in spun glistening webs,on nuclear mornings in astral glory…as the rogue butterfly fellates,the flower bloomed out of season…without need for recitation!nebulous vultures march in severed cadence,wearing boots sewn of human flesh…leaving tiny fractures in the soul of god,be it history or destiny!you cry for wars in dread of silence,justice hangs from sterile trees.the hungry child’s…