there are many pieces
can you see the ones needing to be brought back together?
Trauma
Self Absorbance
when you not around
this is how I feel
this is what it makes me think
this is what I wanna do
and you have no clue
Go Figure
I’ve been ready
ready to die
ready to die all my life
now
that I’m finally ready
ready to live
life is killing me…
This is that Man’s Worlds
the world is more
than black and white
yet I lose not sight of arrangement
and feeling of place
I know these walls
intimate with their tremblings
my heart encompasses absolute truth
but my mind navigates orientation
and I am inside the belly of the beast
being not the least bit confused
of whose beastly belly I am submerged
the sickly grotesque stomach lining
of stolen legacies
for this is the insides of a white man
and I have been swallowed whole in his world
Poor Choice, Poor Condition
to all who have ears to listen
and eyes to bear witness
sometimes poor is a choice
sometimes poor is a condition
this is how the poor escapes being impoverished
up your consciousness
not your superficial followers
look beyond the obvious
and reap intuitive providence
understand the temporal veil
natural law and each cause and consequence
transcend western oppressive doctrines
and the temptation of cerebral dominance
rising to the knowing of the Intelligence-of-the-Heart
to realize your promise and prominence
this is how the poor escapes being impoverished
The Pain You Reap
to know life
is to know peace
to not understand
life,
is to know pain
in the pursuit of
peace
and to be
oblivious,
is to make peace
with pain
or say I think
because
the pleasure you seek…