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)


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)

This unbelievable journey of mine (2003)

This unbelievable journey of mine has taken me to places I should never forget. Wood lined winding roads lead to tents covered by Georgia sun, all glowing, anxious with my government gun. A youth with virgin eyes and ears, open to the breeze of other negro losses, closed to the legacy of my own brown … Continue reading This unbelievable journey of mine (2003)