sleep with the weeping ones,

take their food, take their dreams,just how much do you need?equal rights, stand and fight,you got nothing left to lose.sell your children to the lie,put your heads inside the noose!and the hands on the clockcrawl like justice spurned…tick tock, tick tock,mercy gives what mercy earns!

sheds the skin,comes out of the shell….leaves the firelit cave,for the darkness,and shadows’ whisperamong the trees….takes the kiss of windover the door well latched….jumps from the ledgenever knowing how deepor how cold the water below!walks the forbidden mile,fights the battle already lost,with the conviction of desire….brushes the nipple with fingerspiano key walking…..almost kissing with fingertipswell…

in the daily news….somewhere behindthe Wall Street report,the political hoopla…and an ad for viagra.maybe prostate cancer,or the big truck hurtlingover the line just aroundthe curve….smokestacks puffing,cars backed up for miles…cell phones ablaze…going nowhere!

sitting on hell’s stoop,drinking budweisers and smoking pall mall’s.dirt faced kids playing with broken glass…god dreams of napalm,while rats sing of glory!and old men with erectionswrite journels of philosophy;while old women knit graveclothes,grounded in scriptures and wills.still young men go to war,without rhyme or reason….lost in the musk of wonder,in a cave with no lantern.did…

digging in the dirt?while poetry screams fromweeping willows and dead spiders…light finds it way through crack and crevice,dancing in the little boy’s palm!there is a song that dwellsin things that seem most still.graveyards come alive in the dead of night.and streetlights write historyon streets deserted and quiet.while lamps shine in closed windowsas a testament to…

the prisoner, you!