Still Strange Fruit…(Never Forget)

They shoot me dead When they see my face They shoot me dead when I forget my "place" They shoot me dead When there is no sound They shoot me dead When I'm on the ground They shot me dead Whether young or old They shoot me dead to sadden my soul They shoot me … Continue reading Still Strange Fruit…(Never Forget)

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Slaughter of the Innocents (A Chicago minute)

Not easy to break something broken A city cursed with the plague of blood-Lust, Hunger-pains, and Raging-fires No-gains Momma-tears Gang-signs Steel-toys Chevy bubbles and dick boys ...Normality... Ordinary pains 98.6 degrees burns the evidence to ash so you never ever.....ever....ever know what really happened here Nobody from the outside really knows Lil babies born and … Continue reading Slaughter of the Innocents (A Chicago minute)

Acirema em…..(post holocaust)

Acirema em barely alive in a post holocaust haze Post holocaust African Aushwitz, Alabama Bombs over Birmingham Schindler set up shop in Chicago and steam billows to the heavens (hallelujah!) while steel cools amidst the smoldering souls And in high places!!!! Ah yes, those distant high places… smoldering still, we eagerly await a benevolent cool hand reaching from … Continue reading Acirema em…..(post holocaust)

Prison Observations (Young Black Male 9/24/04)

  I can see it in his youthful eyes a vacant stare, a violent glare An air of ignorance and fear He’s embracing the lowest rung afraid to climb higher he can’t express what he feels at least not with words so he speaks with stares, glares, and fist his limited vocabulary binds his wrist … Continue reading Prison Observations (Young Black Male 9/24/04)