Category Archives: class

Bland Warm Beer

Bland Warmbier

Sandra Bland & Otto Warmbier are
Obverse sides of the law-&-order coin
One’s intercontinental travel went far
The other got the role of oppressed toy

Both existences are tragic stories:
Good people done in by crooked systems
Their tales of injustice tired & hoary:
They might well be Old Testament lessons

But our media will defend but one
Defending the undefendable way
Our brutal racist system deals with some
Lamenting Otto Warmbier’s sad display

So as you surf the internet notice
How racism is a given: know this!

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Subway Slashing Sonnet

train victim diptych

There are two unfortunate souls right here
The pregnant woman whose young face was slashed
Thinking about being a new mother dear
(& how to keep herself together lashed)

The other’s ridden life’s roller coaster
Hoping the bottom of the descent’s near
When younger, perhaps she was a “toaster”
Angel Dust, Dope: starting with pot & beer

So onto train ventures the mother new
Avoiding she that’s fighting her demons
(Beelzebub says: “don’t let her dis you!”
Sitting elsewhere was what that was seemin’)

Into her bags she reached for the bright shiv
Payback for dis was what she did give

http://nypost.com/2017/05/28/woman-slashed-on-subway-platform-at-grand-central/

Killing Me

arkansas

In this world there are infinite moments
Being captured in the digital sap
That, in time will become ambered events
We’re all but vermin, eventu’lly trapped

In this photograph, our weaknesses stare
Or look away at the checkered floor tiles
Avoiding thoughts, about whether we care
As we wander our last precious few miles

Look down, look away, close your eyes, or stare
Directly or side-eyed: to the future.
The closer to the bottom that you are
The closer to death you will be sutured

Please forgive me for staring at Yahweh
Ogun, Shivah, Jesus & Allah

Ode To Today

In all of my boring redundancies 

I continue to see life’s novelties 

For humanity’s great insurgencies

Assault me with stunning velocities 
This year’s seemingly fascist takeover 

Is the Phoenix’s violent escape

From the prison to which we’ve surrendered

Freedom under conformity is fake
Oversimplification of living

Religion’s most palatable optics

Will maintain the laity’s infighting

& keep us from injustice’s topics
Who says that we have to participate 

In people’s lives that we disagree with

It seems to this layman the debate’s fake

For most others are neither kin nor kith 
Freedom involves the liberty to err

& let your three year old play with pistols

For the racist “right to bear arms” is there

“Well-regulated militia” diapers 
If people find their lives so meaningless

That only Afghani heroin works

Let them buy the oblivion painless

& become state sponsored addicted jerks
It the daughter you’ve imperfectly loved

Gets impregnated by the proxy, Pete

She needn’t have all her plans aside shoved

To do Bible interpretation neat
& there’s one more thing I want to say here

You have no right to humanity flee

The automobile is a convenience dear

But we must stop subsidizing driving, see 
Cars must bear the cost to society

& the environment their ease destroys 

Walks near others evolved humanity

“Ghettos” of “others” are just racist ploys
I’m glad that I said these words to the wise

To my way of thought, life was once better

Think of what freedom means, don’t me despise

Try to be a liberty abettor 

Elect The Empire Sonnet

darth
 

 

 

 

 

 

Remember the 1st time you realized
That your boss’s plan was better for him?
When you sat, thinking, & it analyzed
How your proposed benefits were a scam?

Your secret dreams and hopes all euthanized
But the shop remained open for your work
The team-work he preached was idealized
(When you asked for your share he was a jerk!)

Well, with your November vote against me
You universalized his lawyers work
(Thinking I was paid too generously)
You gave capitalism its pitchfork

So! You’ve elected your own oppressor
(Come join the resistance to Trump-Vader!)

Poetic Review of “The Desth of the Last Black Man” by Susan-Lori Parks

Interesting cast of stereotypes

A dramatic collage brought together  

Pastiches of dehumanizations 

Searching for a narrative to weather 

Atavistic dehumanizations 
Roiling the calm of a bourgeois theatre

An elite method of illuminations

To hint to folks they’re a contributor 

Tragic mulatta with décolletage 

Floor length sequined ensemble showing curves

Is updated Black-Woman’s dressage

Which creates the Jezebel “we’s observes” 

Hip-hop-hoodied update jigaboo 

Was sadly the most anachronistic 

Out of chronology he lost voodoo 

Making this show a bit hedonistic 

If this play connected stereotypes 

(Seen on ESPN & Blockbusters)

We could see how & why these phenotypes

Are encouraged & paid by white hucksters

I enjoyed the zip-coon’s shenanigans 

But if he’d become bourgeois anchorman

The anachronism’d be clearer then

Though I loved being challenged by the plan
The noble (& diesel) “drumstick mammy”

Consoling the “black-eyed-lynching victim”

Was a disjunction that I found hammy

Without a backstory to update them

The Barnum-esque Top Hatted “Bigger-&”

Could have said so much about Al Sharpton

Jesse Jackson, Minister Farrakhan 

(Atavism & anachronism)

Felt lost in the sea of stereotypes 

Without any narrative life jacket

These characters were very well drawn hypes

But “un-didactic” it seemed a racket 

Snippet of Mortality

  
Resist or concede it doesn’t matter

Only your mortal coil wanders these cells

Participate or fight: it’s just patter

For the duration these walls are your hells