Cry ...out

Drum Circle

None but the few

experience deep...

What it takes to be 

a natural drummer

no matter which culture

which vision, which color

more than picking animal skin

chosen for qualities within

dried and cured, when mature

stretched judiciously, tuned

being selective, adding tension

determining its proper dimensions

breaking in its soul, testing how...

its voice is carried in the forest 

its echoes climbing the wind...

to speak ...and be answered 

lovingly, gradually making it taut...

shaping its voice, testing its call

leading its talk, making it walk

weaving its stories with spirits 

in phrases of beings s...

Rain song

Time... spoke to Space

said, i feel empty without you

Space did not reply

just hung there like a cloud

signaled it felt 

the same thing, too

like a war of the gods

an epic scene, 

opening before us 

in a glorious display 

a lightning strike sends 

raw power of brutal beauty

tearing a hole between 

clouds and earth

to a place on earths face 

never touched before

could have, would have... 

should have, does not apply 

didn't strike you this time

but you don't need to die

so take heed, please

go inside...

its a war... between the sky

the wind, clouds and Seas

howling winds ...

Uncurse you

i am your bastard child

one and the same...

i will be the one to lead the dream team

to fulfill a promise you made to yourself

you'd hoped could see your prodigy

As masters of  the game

collecting the bill

for the pain and the suffering

instill a sense of honor

to cover up the spill...

which stained your claim 

to a seat in Heaven

you could not fulfill

without falling in shame

because you didn't

just couldn't help yourself

and put it in the will

a seed cast aside

what pride could never kill

your propensity to violence

has been raised 

to both a science and art

Deaths Call

In the long dark corridors of the halls of death

a door opens, to a chaotic scene

full of torch lights, men and women,

oblivious to the intrusion

haivng a good time

laughing, singing, drunk 

Come all! join in battle

death holds a celebration

Show your skills

dance to the battle of will

against your other mothers brothers

those you must kill

Because, because if you don't kill them

they will kill your sons and daughters

In the halls of the brotherhood of man

all are equals now in death's grip no more

freedom from their divergent causes

reasons left to their graves, choices made

A Valhallan scene where heroes 

of all the righteous battles 

ever fought throughout e...

Damned Nation

Satanic rituals pervade some
wealthy individuals domiciles.

Nothing new to see here...
Just boredom and doubt?

Tweaking their hold on the worldly
Is what they're about

Got their hands on the reigns, calling shots...
Making wagers on wall street

Got me wondering to my frustration
Working my life for a belief, gone?

Sitting here thinking...
What does it take to damn a nation?

Should corruption, degradation of justice,
Artistic freedom, be rising signs

Hatred for any or no reason ...game
Open season to air perceived grievances

Some folks calling for another civil war
Haven't we been there before

Just who would it profit?
Or might this just be a coverup

For a new power grab?
To the victor go the spoils

Let the poor fight among themselves
A familiar brass ring

In a realm of cancerous corruption

Drains

Whenever they speak with you

everything is stiff and formal

as if they are afraid 

of making a mistake

yet, when they speak to you alone

they're relaxed and open

they are noisy 

and nosey at best

rude, crude and choicy 

about insignificant things

they expect you to fail

at best you're a test case

tease you, berate you 

at every opportunity

even if, few 

and far between

choose willingly not to accept you 

in their circles

because they know if they did

you'd know how truly shallow they are 

all pretentious and petty...

while sitting pretty, ...

Lethargy

What is legacy? to me... 

wealth and pleasure

personal treasures gained

in a loving partnership

looking back through my history

adding my tract

to all the other tracts 

of our ancestors

good, bad, happy, sad

every single One

to what i imagine 

they might have done

if i used my natural intelligence 

in the matter to determine

where would i fit in

if i were the one...

my ancestors did 

with what they had

that i've done 

spent or wasted

fought battles i'd thought 

i'd won, yet lost

victories i have blown...

Dumb luck!

As a young child, alone

i would hike many miles

on military reservations

exploring along unmarked pathways 

on trails which stuck in my mind, 

how to get back before dark

not just a walk in the park

never a care, How? Why? 

not quite defiance, 

self-reliance, perhaps

never a second thought

for what if... or what might

nothing i was taught 

prepared me for that

bring a young black child 

with a yearning to learn 

what i needed to know 

about animals 

with nothing 

but a natural sense of adventure 

as a driving force, 

a hope and a slight semblance&n...

Indoctrination

What started out as
a stone cold business deal

2025 Action Plan, Rob America
a license to steal wholesale

taking America back
to the plantation

with a side note, a so called civil war
meaning Black People extermination

Nazis and supremacists applied, ICE
were deputized... went live

long planned by the heritage foundation
in a nation never envisioned by the forerunners

so they did the next best thing
improvised...

Although, not during
Obamas time

was clearly...
an Abomination

which hit America
like a terrorist attack

dropped on US,
like a skunk

with In God We Trust
written all over it

got exposed as an absolute substitute
for the exploitation game plan

too cool to be plainly stated
its inception was orchestrated

by the fall guy in the spring
who would do such ...

Run!

Run! 

grabbed my bike 

by the handlebars

ran in the direction of home

still running

jumped full stride

landing on the seat

feet found the pedals, 

fast

pushed against them

strong, pumping long strokes

pushing against them 

fast as i can

dark clouds racing across the skies

street lights flicker to life

in waves it seems

hearing far distant thunder blasts

offset from the lightning flash

makes for a frightening scene

foreboding signs

this is not a dream

a cold blast of frigid air drops 

down upon us

strong winds kick up loose dust 

sending ghost trails racing...