Calling sides
Major dilemma
Taken in strides
Years come and go
Making room for us to grow
But what will come of
Yelling that coverts to anger
And anger
Nothing
Let our resolve
Be greater than nothing
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The Ancient Selfish
The ancient selfish
Has no home
No front yard
Or place to roam
Little are the places left
Where the selfish wander
Unfettered
Undisturbed
More questions than answers
For sure
A dusty match against reality
The selfish reign in uncertainty
Hurried they go limping off
As the ancient selfish
Have no places left
Blues Walking Shoes
Tune out the news
Blues walking shoes
Vacate twitter
What happens when we decide
To take growth
Over whither
Return my life to its original place
Before the trace
Of overbearing promises
Fights and rejections
My God
The insurmountable resurrections
With a flick of a switch it was gone
Life was back
Life was back
Bluster
Unsightly unseen
Mightily obscene
Gestures of language
Encourage
Discourage
Mean
I have an objection to such limits
Of language
Interpretation
My own county
Country
Nation
How did words slip from
Meaning to mere
Reference
Indifference
How can it go from direct
To indirect and casual
Trivial
Is that what we have become
Seeking the words that have already
Been sung
A light I hope will shed a new perspective
Hoping that small bits of peace injected
We can’t move forward with bluster of hate
Discriminate
We must move forward together
And together
We will stand STRONG
I Owe You a Stare
I owe a stare to you
A stare of wonder
Concern
But more wonder than concern
I will become absorbed in your beauty
Radiant beauty
The odds that I could be
Completely absorbed in your smile
The way your throw your hair back
You could be a beauty ambassador
A lovely representative
I owe you a stare
To make you feel cherished
How great would the odds be
If I were a suspect on trial
That your eyes would lock back on mine
It could just so happen
That in this quick motion
Our eyes collide in meeting
Like atoms of plutonium
It will happen
I will stare
And nothing will ruin that moment
For I owe you a stare
Avoid the Voids
Paris to NYC
Trying to turn a hope
Into a dynasty
We had a helluva trip
From the grounds of the Rockefeller
To the Parisian sun
We take one step as it comes
Each stage of fear
We soon overcome
Out in the streets of these cities
Avoid the voids
Headphones on to block the noise
Our journey spans the world
A bespoken pearl
We hold hands
Change everything we know
With every path we go
Ominous Tapestry
The rain collects
Small pools on the ground
The peeling of the rubber
From the ground
The great majesty
Of buildings
Disappearing in the up high
The ominous tapestry in the sky
Unfold the fog from morning sights
Wake a new
The New York Skyline
Quick beeps and parked cars
Sirens alarm
Back up quick
Away from harm
The simplest yet amazing charm
From Brooklyn over the East arm
I breathe out
And hold the next
How this city is quite simple
Yet eternally complex
A Cascading Wind
A cascading wind
Falls hard on our shoulders
Unknown to me
While the years make me older
Outlived truths
Falsities of our youth
Holding the ropes between
Me and you
The flip side of this situation
Is to tell you with little procrastination
That I hold you dear
My dear
We hold strong together
Under uncertain weather
Under skies grey or blue
I hold on to you
Greasy Hand Salutation
The fast food fascination
Greasy hand salutation
Black fingernail sludge
With no regard
Just a lopsided smudge
How many mouths enjoy
What the corporate supply chain
Has fed down the drain
From this repulsive trap
We consume such meat
Prestige as if it where a treat
Not one question is asked
Until the collective conscience
Is fully grasped
Then we become more aware
More in tune
Of what is going on in the room
By then our bellies are full of antibiotics
The green eyed optics
Somehow we agreed to this tender
Although we never saw
The face of the sender
We Fail: Us
Where can we turn
When the world turning around
The world we created
Falls down
We fail us
Celebrities casting cosmic dust
On a race of humanity
Yet at times so inhumane
Full of disdain
Pains
Me to see this travesty
All around
In the papers
Insidious creatures from the ground
Clown
With my future
Its subversive to even ask now
Why there is such a break down
In race negotiations
Legitimate marriage situations
Crime in big cities
I need some good news
Something so good I can not refuse
The beauty of the love we all share
We share it somewhere
Just not in the headlines
More so in the outerlines
Humanity is great than celebrity
Is greater than these travesties
Is greater than cheap obscenity
And I hold this hope
To be true
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