Post Internet

I feel as if it has already happened

We look past the glass

And see a monster

No water

Just what is

Life will be what it always has

And shall return to

The reality of humanity

What will come when

All the internet has

Has been left

Trolls can go back to their holes

Humanity can resume it’s role

What will happen

In the post internet world

 

The Wires

The wires in my head

Disconnected

Laying in bed

Wondering of the rituals

To keep

And destroy

Homeless

But idle my hands my not be

Idle my brain wishes upon me

The wires wrought with contentious

Idea

Waiting to fall asleep

What will this new morning

Bring

A Man Named Stone Cold

I met a man name Stone Cold

He lives on the outer rim of Detroit

He told me the city is more dangerous

Than ever

That the house that he cared

For his dying mother

Is falling apart

And the walls are caving in

He is doing his best

But he feels it means nothing

He aspires to rap and make a living

He has dreams

We have dreams

We dream together

Of something better

Where the walls don’t fall in

While you watch your own mother die

In the rim of Detroit

People have dreams

But life slips away

While taking care of loved ones

In this country

In our backyard

We took a picture together

I wished him the best

I wish I could do more

I wish I could do more

Lord watch over Stone Cold

The Unity Car

It was once a car

A materialistic capitalistic

Cause

Anyone who looked at it deeper

Thought there might be

Something wrong

Until a slight change in perspective

A change in view

Created something new

48,000 miles with a view

Of a country on the ropes

In fighting and such

What was need was a crutch

So this car became a symbol

The symbol a journey

The journey a legend

And a legend to history

It is the story of the unity car

Making its way across the country

Bringing people together as a community artwork

Bringing people closer together

Each and every mile