a Black man has been slaughtered, again
shot like a dog, in front of family
did you see? it was broadcast
to millions of eyeballs
he suffered from bipolar
a disorder i share with this
now-deceased man
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We Refuse (a protest poem)
this orange-faced goblin
beckons me to be violent
I refuse
keep yappin’, Mr. Yapper
spit your lies
cover the eyes
of the faithful who
follow you to an abyss
I refuse
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Seductive Voices (a poem)
I heard those seductive voices in darkness
not the ones you think
they weren’t from lipsticked-maidens
call girls nestled in hotel sheets
the voices were calls of
violence, conspiracy
they called not from red-light districts
but corners of the online world
they promised secrets of
the way the world worked –
I said no thank you, sir
your secrets are safe with me
but I won’t agree
to be part & parcel
to your devious proposals.
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America is on Fire (a poem)
America is on fire, but it’s okay –
we’ve burned before and we’ll surely
burn again. Men in masks smash store windows
and flames from a police car rise into a clear night sky.
I saw it all from the apartment window.
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