when we sit numbly staring

and who will make your beds?those who sleep on dirt floors!who will grow your food?those whose children are hungry!who will bring you your oil?those whose blood stains the sands.who will write your poetry?those held in your tiny cells!who will build your houses?those who sleep in their cars!who will build your roads?those who wander with no…

i roam fields and pastures,and pound city streets.i haunt the owl,chase shadows into hiding.i am the howl,the wolf cannot speak!i walk through locked doors,and blow through open windows.i am the moan,that startles your sleep.i burn in the lighthouse,and walk stormy seas.i dance barefoot on pine needles,leave no tracks in the frost!i have no body…i am…

i’m not sure i like your God!or at the very least,not His actions!salvation, and capitalism,are two seperate things.compassion does not kill,does not starve,does not enslave,does not abuse!you speak of Satan,and his cruel horrors.perhaps he is your god!that would explain theblood on your hands!

gnarled and bent old limbs,cursed with fears inbred….where black folks hung for being black,and later, white folks for standing beside…‘holy’ hatreds spat, crackling in the fires;acts too horrid for the light of day,and the lonesome cry of the night,testifying against….now the hanging tree takes different forms…poverty, crack cocaine, trailer tub meth…young girls put out on…

A small sparrow,Resting, perchedOn the rail.Rain seeping from the gutters,An old dog sleepingUnder the steps.As the Stranger sweeps,Eyes half closed,Humming the hymnOf desire.

i am sick!do you know i’m here?i lost my job!do you know my name?i am homeless!can you see my face?i am lonely!do you really care?i am afraid!will you leave me alone?i am human!are you human too?for i am you!and you are me!