trade your bodies for a tent,
leave your pride for the dead.
forget the things you were taught,
ball your fists and fight like hell.
just remember you were there,
when justice died and freedom fell!
and the hands on the clock
crawl like justice spurned…..
tick tock, tick tock,
mercy gives what mercy earns!
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i dreamed…
and woke up to findall the great cities empty!so i went back to the hills,searched beneath trees,and inside of caves.beneath the stoneson the riverbanks…in the deserts, atop the mountains,till exhausted and spent,i sat down and closed my eyes.i dreamed you loved me again,and woke up to find,people walking the streets,and cars passing by.America, my lover!
detainee…
no rights to speedy trial….subversive? radical?or just daring to defy?citizen? cant happen?mowed down by the machine…they do it in China all the time!freedom of speech….as long as you say the right words!bill of rights?as long as you canafford their freedom!corporate army….armed thugs!
you smell like….
your gentle touch;your eyes that have loved,and lost many a battle.your fierce heart wrappedaround your children, your dogs.your sadness weepingwith every step you take.your ashes remembering fire,your fire that burned down,sweeping away all that was,and dared to be…your dancing soul crippledby shadows that haunt.your wings of flesh and feather…you smell like… me!
We are the voice
The ear they mostWant silenced.We, the hearts, theyMost fear, bound.We, the souls, theyCant stop, fettered.We, the bodies, thatBring their fall.We, the question, thatTurns the page.We, the words, ofConscious change.We, the breath, ofHuman endeavor.We, the voice,They cannot still.
following the trail of the ants,
past fields not planted.past vacant store fronts.past cars up on blocks,and signs yelling ‘for rent’…following the trail of the ants,looking for sugar!following the trail of the sun,from day unto night.from family to forsaken.from home to the road.from god to the facesthat ring like haunted church bells,following the trail of the sun…looking for sugar!
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of fighting tooth and nailjust trying to survive.of standing upand getting knocked down,again and again….of feeding one of the hungryand turning to an empty pot.of doing the right thing,and being accused of the wrong.of staying true to convictions,and losing it all….of helping someone up,finding i dont have enough hands.of taking the time to care,finding it’s…