Does the earth stop turning,
For a holy instant?
Do words find meanings?
Does night name need?
Does the wind come a knocking,
On the door that doesn’t exist?
Does time expire?
Do thoughts undress!
Does empty carve windows,
In the soul of heat?
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To The Human Race…
look what you’ve done to yours!God
assimilate…
that which you’re fightingis another part of yourself!we use each other as mirrorsthat reveal our darknesses…yet we are no different,there is no seperation!one cannot breathewithout the other’s breath…one cannot be freeunless all are free!there can be no healingunless all are healed!what we blame or put on othersis the part of ourselvesthat we’re afraid of!greed, lust,…
burning flesh amid cries,student protestors shot down….flags smolder, stink like freedomwhored out for change….and now again,the great planes fly,dropping death and liberationo’er ghostlike oil fields…too many questions….lined up like cattle,and shot…..in the name of homeland security,in the name of profit and loss…their profit, … our loss!
the bruised face
you change the baby….coffee, no breakfast.pick up the bottles,empty the ashtrays….brush your hair,try to hidethe telling color….and off to work.9.50 an hour,amid the whispers….to you, love is a battlefield,a baby’s cry, … and tearsyou dont have time for.
i am…
approaching midnight.the world on fire,the thunderous shout of hunger.i am the ditch,filled with the bodies of freedom.i am the hammer,that drove the nails.i am the hated, the despised,and the friendless.i am the stranger,that smells like your brother.i am the enemyof tyranny and oppression.i am the bloodshed for the truth.i am the day after,destruction and fall.i…
we cry out for peace,
until we find peace within…men who are not at peacewithin… start wars, fight wars,and kill innocent people.the whole journey begins andends within… when we strayfrom the path we become the toolof suffering… we become fear!the poetic experience seeksto free us from our fears…and it begins by being a mirror!