Hearing the echo of each shot, feeling nothing but the sound.Here, lying on this damp ground, praying hates bullets will not in me be found. Hoping faith continues to hide me from evils assaults, blood my life already bought. Hobbled by sins repeated beating against my heart, kneeling, prayers start. Holding onto this scream, as […]Read more "Recurring dream"
Just before sleep claims another, I listen for the footsteps of my mother.Dreams filter between the prayers and praise, leaving me longing for day. Each lid now pressed bringing temporary rest, as my inner sight takes flight. Skipping across methane pools on worlds filled with jewels, beating beasts with bare hands. Traumatized in a waking […]Read more "Dream flight"
I must write of my dream before day captures my imagination and takes each vivid scene.For a reason still unclear, I am quite far from here. With another’s family in tow, driving across old beaten roads. Children and their mother in the sad and back, a man I seem to know driving, fearful of attack. […]Read more "Dream search"
Forgotten amid the chaos of life, lying in my own fear, crying, take me. Kneeling along a beggars way, empty of hope, filled with shame, take me. Gasping for freedoms air, unwilling to move from my comfort here, take me. Knowing no reason to remain, unwilling to accept why you came, still, take me. This […]Read more "Take me"
“One Race”New to a land as old as time, came hope and hate to a family line. Under a wooded sun, Two ancestors became one. Hate soon humbling Anglo and Native unions. Chastised before two nations filled with confusion. Fare skin shielding our past, Few discussed, even fewer asked. Decades race into today, Hope springs […]Read more "One race"
I know just how to hurt you.When your will is most vulnerable, And deceit rings true. As your breaths come shorter, And hearts beat harder. While your morals are under attack. Sharply I dig the knives of guilt into your back. Yes, as every eye turns to the future, yours, remain on the past. Arguments […]Read more "I know"
It is real this hate we see. It struggles within you and me. But foolish leaders focus our thoughts, On misguided desires, claiming peace can be bought. No statues fall, or street renamed, Can heal the pain from which it came. Accepting on faith each persons claim, Judge not skin hues, but how their character […]Read more "Statues Fall"