God Made Tears For Days Like These

God made tears for days like these Love is a broken bottle inside pregnant wombs Emotions are shattered glasses in baby’s court Hearts pounding me on the stakes of folly Hearts were made to bleed! God made tears for days like these Love was blind and I wrote braille Love was deaf, and I sang […]

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This Place Of My Love

This place of my Love Is a quick sand with tourist attraction Like a self-aware mouse knowing That this cheese will be the death of me . What do I do When the one who breaks my heart Is still the one that possess it? . Yet in her hands, the shattered pieces Are like […]

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Sankara

Whether on motherland or in death; We will win! I shed my blood and bleed my tears On the unmarked grave Cursed for bearing your unripe body; Sacred for covering the shattered and Fragmented pieces of what was once your body In a concoction of your brave blood seeped in injustice Offered on the sacrifice […]

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Come

Before words became the tools of expression This love was sung with the effulgence of glory Too sacred for the unclean lips of fallen man This love existed above time But this love entered time That this love may be eternal Before love became how lowly you can go This love shrunk God into a […]

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Days As These

No man can stand this gory sight Let darkness hide us in the shadows of the night Tell the sun to hide our abyss from his light Our destiny is a height of pitiable plight We eat with bloody hands at the brotherhood of love Rivers of our reality, splits into delta of deaths, And […]

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Riddle

Riddle What is like Lipstick impression on stained glass? Beautiful! But out of place – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – What is like Fresh roses on display? Enticing! But desires for it fades as it rots away – – – – – – – – […]

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For Mike Brown

THE NOOSES STILL HANG Maybe the gods are in KKK Maybe fate allies with hate But the smokescreen fades one again Around the farce of love that never existed Hands in the air pleading don’t shoot Choking on a chokehold till breath mute Hate in the intensive care of malice Roars again in this crisis […]

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Still Rising (For Maya)

You may trod me in history With your pretty petty lies, But just like dust trampled to the ground, I’ll rise How long will ours be a once sided dialogue in this conversations of self liberation How long will our best stories be nothing more than antidepressants against the addictions of oppression.? How long shall […]

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Dead Or Alive?

They already said I am the weird one Chasing my dreams through midnight high ways but I miss the dead! Not for the reasons you would! More rotten minds, solve my ills More ghostly tassels guide my dreams Than fleshy foams of wet marrows More people alive than any dawn in time they are as […]

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I Will Write Again

I will write again Of slum love and ghetto fantasies of the class blindness of infatuation And well worn chanting rosaries Though each day is a struggle of survival Of hunger, anger and surrender I will write again Of Last night and nights like last night I will write again Though love crept behind enemy […]

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