when dialogue stops,

where brown eyed girls, head held high…wear poverty’s drench,backs strong and straight,amid the pale cries of babies birthing.roaches scatter, bare feet skim the floors,empty cupboards whispering moan.food stamp dreams, two days away,they call this America, dont they?the trailer wrecked, paper thin walls,duct taped tile by molded tubs.the broke down truck, the mailbox spills,unemployed and out…

i voted for President Obamathe last time,and will vote for him again.for the simple reason…no one of any conscience,with any kind of humane platform,is running against him!for the working poor…(and there is no middle class)to vote Republican,is like standing on the trackswaiting for the train!enough said!

boiled by the storms of subjugation…does the moral man kill without remorse?in the name of god,in the name of justice both swift and brutal…..does love have a face?does the heart have a soul?bent down with heavy load…is the skin the value of the corpse?do the bones lie from the ditch?while freedom taunts the burning shore…and…

and your hand tremblesjust a bit.if your eyes becomewet with longing…and your heart pounds,like waves against the shore.if the wind in your hairbuilds a nest,for the mockingbirdto hatch her young…and if the truth fallslike a single bead of sweat…only then,will we speak of love!

and hatred…sticks of greedand apathy.sticks of profitand loss….sticks of capitalism,and oil….sticks of guns,and patriotism.sticks of sexual abuseand addiction…sticks of oppression,and slavery….stoke the fire!build it up tillit’s all gone….maybe we’ll find…tomorrow..in the ashes!

without trying to change them,without trying to make them conform,without trying to make them a cloneof narrow perceptions….walk with respect,live from respect,act out of respect…dare to be silent,to listen, and to learn!