Category: Racial & Social justice
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January 6th
He lives across the street, two doors down He drives a maroon pickup and waves each day on his way inside his house One morning in the park, while watching the sun paint shadows on the pond I heard, “Howdy Neighbor,” turned around and there he was on a cane He told me he had…
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Talking with Mary
On the week before, the week before, the week before Christmas I haven’t shopped at Jared’s or Kay’s or Zale’s Because diamonds have more to do with blood than love, but I was talking with a friend Who said she walks to church each morning But does not go to mass She said she lights…
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Lucky
I am not a convicted felon, because I wasn’t arrested during an election year And a mediocre lawyer wasn’t running For re-election as county prosecutor I am not a convicted felon, because I don’t drive while black, loiter while black Meander through white neighborhoods while black Or am mistaken for black while wearing a hoodie…
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Somewhere
Somewhere is a human in the tourist trade Who smiles blandly, stares daggers into backs turned In denial of paying a living wage Somewhere work is viewed as fair trade And tax loopholes don’t translate vacations Into a business expense Somewhere those who don’t pay taxes Are incarcerated in the same gulag prisons That poor…
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Mystery man from the sky
Several miles overhead I watch flying metal dragons Smoky contrails trailing behind Ascending and descending Circling like flies attracted to an airport On the other side of town I read a story of a mystery man from the sky Who fell in a garden patio On a flight path to Heathrow Airport The article told…
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Christmas eve cookies
While Santa leaves gifts, eats cookies and Scrambles up chimneys Homeless huddle in doorways hungry and Listen as he calls Merry Christmas to all and to all A good night 12-24-20
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Late Fall night
Ain’t we cool Ding dong ditch Grade school tough guys On a late fall night Get a lawyer Frivolous lawsuits GOP tough guys On a late fall night Buy a gun Parade in streets White hate tough guys On a late fall night Ain’t we cool Subvert the vote Whiney-ass losers On a late fall…
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Letter to Mom
(a narrative poem) Dear Mom, The weather in South Carolina is nice; the forecast is for 81 degrees with light rain. It is November 11th; leaves are gold, red, yellow and green. Water drips from trees, birds call from the woods in the park. I hear the weather forecast where you’re at is perfect and…
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The Deep sleep
Dreams of people dying, I can’t help Padlocked chain link kennels full of people Mothers crying for children Children crying for mothers Everyone has gone deaf Woman gathered up to chain on top of pedestals Try desperately to be left the fuck alone Revving motors on private yachts and jets I helped buy and I…
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proud boys
I heard he said, Proud Boys Stand back, stand by In battlefield graves The Greatest Generation shouts Stand up, America And VOTE this fascist out 9-30-20
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