If I offer you poetry
in this arena of
snap judgements and
knee jerk reactions,
not knowing hurting people as wrong,
if i offer you poetry
to make you finally digest the past enough let the aches and pains go for a minute,
would you take it?
if you remember,
your words can still be actions,
just look at how they feel when they land,
a seed, an arrow, a basket.
if i offered poetry like an embrace,
a blanket to wipe your tears
to warm your hands, would you accept it?
this is a poem for those whove forgotten,
to those who swish words like re used mouth wash to spit at around and about the trees.
people are gonna be people.
cant change em.
be so consumed in the growth and improvement of your own life that you have no time to judge others.
can only love em.
accept em for all they knowingly and unknowingly choose to be.
if i offered you poetry,
a sunrise over steep mountaintop,
a calm steady tide to soften those sharp edges of yours
would you accept?
it’s a courtroom of thieves tryinta pretend like they got justice for we but we before
them stars and stripes before Columbus before them oil dollar signs right. we see
our people fallin’ in the streets, we know the most crooked gang on this land bang
as the ones they call police, we see imaginary borders constructed to decrease the
indigenous history to land sky and seas, we see them take our youth, take our
freedom, take our lives, take our scalps, take our rifles, identities and tribes, seen
em hang their flags, track us and tax us with television, news, and sports games
distractions, but guess what, this here is a call out to keep focus, stay chanting
down this babylon, this be the spark for the voiceless, reclaim that spiritual
strength that critical thinking they try treading on, don’t just take it to the streets,
take to their offices and private homes, fact is they came to conquer us with their
logic, religion, and twisted euro trash tactics, they will soon see the once immobile
become active, we at war out here, glowing city return to beauty in blackness, ain’t
no time to play games with this machine they’ve built, their wickedness now wears
a smile, a handshake, a new bill, gotta remember they tried to take everything
away, now they give crumbs back to act like heroes, well i ain’t havin’ that shit
today, time to push invasive species back to its european habitat, tell em we took
their presence as a story silenced in ashes, to never come back.