Sunday, March 8, 2026

Escaping Fascism

Escaping Fascism

 

Straight from the institute

Desire of the soul

Money and control

Mister Business suit

Lusting for more

Advocates perpetual war

Hear him calling

While in the Middle East

There is no peace

As bombs are falling

I’d like to migrate

Someplace safe

Far from the hate

But on the brink of World War 3

That is impossibility

On the Amerikkkan street

Young black men feel the heat

Based on their race

Gun downed in disgrace

Meanwhile the war on terror

Is pushed wide and far

As long as profits are to be made

Satan’s plans carefully laid

Will be executed

In Mother Earth violated and polluted

Maybe the Caribbean

Isolated from the sea

Is the only place to be

Even then

They invaded Grenada

And Haiti in poverty obscene

In occupied and crucified

By the United States marines

Best to stay in your own land

And make a stand

Escaping Fascism

Will only come with a fight

So do what is right  


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Poet To The Poor


Saturday, March 7, 2026

R-E-V-O-L-U-T-I-O-N

 R-E-V-O-L-U-T-I-O-N

 

R is for the righteousness of our fight

E is for the evil that permeates this place

V is for the victory on which we set our sight

O is for the overwhelming odds we face

L is for the love that we show one another

U is for the undeniable force we possess

T is for the talents we will discover

I is for that ignorance that we must address

O is for oppression the foulest crime

N is for now, as now is the time

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Poet To The Poor


Friday, March 6, 2026

Peace

Peace

 

There is a dream

That we share

In lofty hopes

And solemn prayer

Peace

Peace I say

To come our way

Peace for all

Great and small

 

We awake

In the rumble of the bomb

With the scent of napalm

On our breath

Prophesying death

War is a whore

With no give and all take

Missiles fly

Children cry

Civilians die

And we ask why

While the answer given

Is always a lie

 

But there is no surrender

Or forsaking the ideal

In the future

Peace will be real

We shall turn

When we learn

The lesson of Love 


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Saturday, February 28, 2026

Making Angels

Making Angels

 

From the heavens the pilots are full of fire

Rich men have no care for a poor man’s desire

Do as I say or you will meet a similar fate

And thus love loses to the forces of hate

 

They’re making angels crying we will win

They’re making angels the good of the sin

They’re making angels see the end begin

They’re making angels oh not again

 

We’re marching in the street we have no voice

We’re marching in the street we have no choice

One day I pray the woe of war will come to an end

He is not my enemy he is merely a distant friend

 

They’re making angels crying we will win

They’re making angels the good of the sin

They’re making angels see the end begin

They’re making angels oh not again

 

It’s half a world away so what do you care

God if but for once you heard our prayer

Evil men with evil goals they are in control

Evil men with evil goals they have no soul

 

They’re making angels crying we will win

They’re making angels the good of the sin

They’re making angels see the end begin

They’re making angels oh not again

 

I wish I was singing about flower blooming in June

I wish I was singing some whimsical merry tune

But this is a dirge of the empty apocalypse

Come closer sweet Lord Judas desires a kiss

 

Another unmarked grave to mock cruelty

Another war to bring us more futility

Meanwhile the angels circle in the wind

Press the button and everything will end

 

They’re making angels crying we will win

They’re making angels the good of the sin

They’re making angels see the end begin

They’re making angels oh not again

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Friday, February 27, 2026

She Writes A Poem

She Writes A Poem

 

Heart in hand emotions think

Appropriately pen of red ink

Her thoughts

Fragments

Segments

Caught

Like morning dew upon a spider’s web

Fragilely swaying

In the gentle breeze

Spider nervously twitching all eight legs

A reader a rat in the maze

The provolone of imagery

The cheddar of symbolism

The Muenster of mystery

As the reader meanders

Through tricky turns

Dead end after dead end

Never to comprehend

The cryptic meaning

In between

The scribbled lines

But alas all is fine

Such is the curse

Of free verse

Tell me words of wisdom

Show me a magical kingdom

I want to connect

To unite

To know in confidence

I am not alone in the night

A watchman

Waiting for dawn

The faintest ray

Of the new day

But alas

Black clouds of obscurity pass

She writes a poem

In body and mind

And I am being kind 


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Thursday, February 26, 2026

You Went Rambling

You Went Rambling

 

I’m watching snow falling out of the window

I can hear the freezing wind blow

Ain’t no sunshine in my cloudy sky

You left me now I wonder why

 

We had treasures in our golden chest

Full of good times the very best

But winds of change gave no rest

You went rambling to points out west

 

I remember making love so sweet

Your hand in mine we were complete

I was a dream come true dear baby

Did you leave chasing some fantasy

 

We had treasures in our golden chest

Full of good times the very best

But winds of change gave no rest

You went rambling to points out west

 

It’s cold with no one to keep me warm

There’s no shelter from the storm

I stare at a picture of me and you

I can’t accept it we’re through

 

Tomorrow may it never come

Tears fall in an endless sum

I would search out where you hide

But sweet lover I got my pride

 

We had treasures in our golden chest

Full of good times the very best

But winds of change gave no rest

You went rambling to points out west 


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Sunday, February 22, 2026

A Mother’s Love

 A Mother’s Love

 

I was a child of promise but ain’t we all

Had a mind of mine own even when small

Seventeen stretching my wings for the sky

When you’re young you’re never gonna die

 

A mother’s love is forever

I’ll wait till the fifth of never

You don’t need to be clever

A mother’s love is forever

 

Started running with the crowd we were cool

Momma tried of course she was just a fool

Smoking cigarettes whistling at the boys

Every Saturday night gonna make some noise

 

A mother’s love is forever

I’ll wait till the fifth of never

You don’t need to be clever

A mother’s love is forever

 

Somewhere lost between heaven and hell

Took a wrong turn and nothing was well

All my friends played the disappearing act

I had my pride but I wanted to come back

 

A mother’s love is forever

I’ll wait till the fifth of never

You don’t need to be clever

A mother’s love is forever

 

The prodigal daughter fresh meat headed for the slaughter

Despised I was baptized in the devil’s dirty water

Butt of the joke busted and broke walking far behind

Somewhere in my mind I said momma’s always been kind

 

I said Momma dear I’m sorry for sure

Momma said what you standing there for

Come inside let me make you some hot tea

You’ll always be a precious little girl to me

 

A mother’s love is forever

I’ll wait till the fifth of never

You don’t need to be clever

A mother’s love is forever

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