Tuesday, March 24, 2026

Dragonflies Emerging From My Pond

Dragonflies Emerging From My Pond


 

From the nearly silent humming

I know they are coming

An event I find so fond

Dragonflies emerging from my pond

It is a sight

Of wonder and delight

Most majestic of the insects

I hold them in great respect

Their wings flapping fast

Gracious long green bodies

Resembling the behemoths of the past

One by one I see them rise

Until like stars they speckle the skies

Every time it captures my heart

Dragonflies emerging from my pond

It is God’s work of art 


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Poet To The Poor


Tuesday, March 17, 2026

Powder Keg

Powder Keg

 

She’s got looks everyone wants to know

She shakes it a little and see it blow

Always on the run always on the go

All the men come again to the show

 

She’s a powder keg

Ready to explode

She’s a powder keg

Running down the road

She’s a powder keg

Ready to explode

 

Neon lights advertise sweet delight

She packs em in night after night after night

High heels cherry red and nothing more

She’s a powder keg and her TNT is pure

 

She’s a powder keg

Ready to explode

She’s a powder keg

Running down the road

She’s a powder keg

Ready to explode

 

Softly her childhood dream was born

A Rockette or better yet Broadway

By her step father her virtue was torn

Without voice and no choice a runaway

Port Authority, Forty Second Street very tough

So to survive she comes alive showing her stuff

 

Lust is easy true Love is rare

Hundreds of men but nobody to care

Up on the stage she’s a rage of fire

She fulfills fantasy but no one’s desire

 

She’s a powder keg

Ready to explode

She’s a powder keg

Running down the road

She’s a powder keg

Ready to explode 


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Saturday, March 14, 2026

Ona Move

 Ona Move


Dedicated to those slain in the fire from sky

To the men, women and children who did die

By the hands of wicked men insane

May their sacrifice not be in vain

 

Pale invaders from across the sea

Democracy, we shall be free?

The Earth echoes with their cries

Mother mourns lamenting their lies

Red men in peace and harmony understood

To serve the Creator we must do good

A brutal winter to survive

Indians in Love kept them alive

And to repay the kindness done

Each pilgrim picked up a gun

And to those not blown away

Gotta move gotta move this day

All in God’s name

Evil they proclaim

It’s a shame

Still I insist and say

Ona Move Ona Move this day

 

Arrogant minds lusting for power

A darkness of scourge to devour

Men stolen from African home

Chained on ships to terrors unknown

Victims of a diabolical plan

Beasts of burden transformed from man

Beaten, bound upon fields of cotton

Agonies the system insists be forgotten

And when the chains of iron fell

Chattel slavery deformed to a different hell

No forty acres and a mule

A little better but still infinitely cruel

The master of the opulent plantation

Shares no wealth only tales of salvation

So to those emancipated as they earnestly pray

Gotta move gotta move this day

All in God’s name

Evil they proclaim

It’s a shame

Still I insist and say

Ona Move Ona Move this day

 

From history that makes no sense

A hypothetical pretense

That we have an unalienable right

To say and do as we might

So we gather, build and organize

What we create they come to despise

For tyrants live in castles of sand

To be washed away when we understand

So John Africa with brilliant mind

Opened his eyes to truths to find

That the government is a slave to money

And humanity is robbed by technology

So to flourish we should live simple

And forsake the nonsense that clutters the soul

Yet darkness seeks to extinguish light

In Philadelphia came many a fight

Until in the city of brotherly love

They dropped a bomb from the sky above

Only Ramona and a child to survive

But from the ashes the dream stays alive

When you kill with a uniform its okay?

Gotta move gotta move this day

All in God’s name

Evil they proclaim

It’s a shame

Still I insist and say

Ona Move Ona Move this day

 

They lie about everything under the sun

Especially the evil they have done

Still there is something to prove

Ona Move Ona Move

 

Move from hate

Move from useless debate

Move from science

Move from technological reliance

Move from greed

Move I plead

Move indeed

Move from war

Move from Babylon the Whore

I’ll say it once more

For I am sure

There is something to prove

Ona Move Ona Move

 

Move to peace

Move to release

Move to being kind

Move to free our mind

Move to see

Move to being free

Move to God above

Most of all Move to Love

There is something to prove

Ona Move Ona Move

 

When we Move in this land

When we come to understand

Wicked powers will die

Empty demons tossed from the sky

I cannot Move for you

It’s something we all must do

Be true

And know in all we go through

Love will renew

Love will renew

Love will renew

There is something to prove

Ona Move Ona Move

 

Darkness shall decay

Ona Move Ona Move this day

No force shall make us stray

Ona Move Ona Move this day

For we too come in God’s name

We too have a message to proclaim

Our prophecies are not the same

We do not blame

Come the sun, see it rise

Look with your own eyes

Dawn’s first ray

Ona Move Ona Move this day

Night is turning to day

Ona Move that’s what we all say

Ona Move Ona Move this day

Prove what we got to prove

Ona Move

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Poet To The Poor


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  


POLISHED FRAGMENTS

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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Poet To The Poor