Tag Archives: poetry

The wounded stand together now, For all the wicked world to see. Waiting there in the reflections Of what tomorrow cannot be… Swallow the sweet nepenthe Let it take all that it wills. Hope the pain follows the past As … Continue reading →

Voices from the past call out, As sirens sing songs of alarm. Protectors raise their fists in rage Only serving to do us harm… Time to make amends, And restitution. You violated The constitution. We shan’t abide these Brutal solutions … Continue reading →

Cauterize the poet’s heart, Stop him from bleeding out. The solace of the page replaced With panicked fears and doubt. His pen dipped deep in the well, Inked there from on his sleeve. Bled from years of scars retraced From … Continue reading →

Let’s have three cheers for hypocrisy, The religion of our democracy. This altar we built arrogantly At which we worship so aggressively, Is now the symbol of our unity Of our fragile, frightened community! Hip, hip, hypocrisy! Let us praise … Continue reading →

The rain falls down In steady sheets… Here where my past And present meets. Upon a verse From yesteryear A new chapter Becomes clear! Floodwaters move in quickly, An unexpected tide. Washing chaos underfoot Interrupting my stride. The shadow stands … Continue reading →

Pulling hard against this collar The bruises beneath it match its hue, Anything to stretch this dollar Before Big Brother’s bill comes due. Learning new tricks to maximize Every dollar being spent. After all, we had to take the hit … Continue reading →

We want justice For Oscar Grant! Not realizing That she can’t Not in a country This divided, In a system This short-sighted, By now it really should be clear… That there is no justice here! When I was told Justice … Continue reading →

Double, double toil and trouble; Fire burn, and cauldron bubble. Who shall come to tackle these fads? An uproarious crew, this cackle of rads! They stood against tides Bled and died in these fights. Savaged by a construct Robbing them … Continue reading →

The restless mind may find no solace, Til the Sandman’s grace imparts, Winds that calm the sleepless pyre And begs the dreams to finally start…

The waves reach the shoreline Finding their long journey’s end, Taking a piece of it with them As the next one begins. A distant shore sat on the horizon In the twilight of my youth. And I sought it, naively … Continue reading →