two lovers

when children are starvingand people are dying…are we alive or are we dead?our brothers, our sisters,we can feel your pain from here.what can we do andwhat can we change…to see the world through your tears?how can we see and not knowthat what’s happening to you…is a part of us, is inthe very heart of us,we’re…

the sky falls with shattered force.young boys with brass bonerschase burning limbs,lips too numb to talk.in uniforms of pretense,that hide all remnants of fear.drilled to perform without conscious thoughts,their mothers prayers denied.to the kingdoms of the poor,unleashing the vultures of greed.striking dead any man who dares to stand,burying the children on trash covered streets.to banish…

a comma in the book of life,the point where roads meet,and diverge…a tiny shard of broken glass,a dropp of sweat on the back of a worker,ejaculation, and echo…each vein of the leaf turning,a stray dog’s turd.the creak of the wheel that needs geased,the sound between the gunshotand the thud of the body.the moment just after…

phrases, rhymes, and symbols…or the one who wipes the assof the old man in the nursing home,whose family does not come anymore.or the young gay teacherin the projects, walking the thin linebetween the hatred of gangs, and hope.or the small time farmerwho planted one last crop,knowing that the bank was comingto take it all away.or…

when your tongue is a strangerthat your heart denies…when your feet sink in the sand,and your hands tremble with lust….do you think that deathwill kiss you first?

i’ve always seen colors, and shades,hints and hues…people have always been people.different colors, different faiths,different thoughts…all sit down to eat!love and shelter,and a loaf of bread.all whisper in the night,to lovers and gods.the sound of the whipoffensive to all!the smell of sweat and blood,the sound of bare human feet…all whisper in the night,to lovers and…