there’s~
no sun today
Tomorrow ‘s
                  sure to be
                   the same
                                     Another prince
                                      another queen
                                         another king
                                                 has died
children bare witness they shed tears they mourn being born
a mother cries . . .
                                she cradles
                 her firstborn's head
the blood trickles
        from a hole
             made by
musket fire
down her bosom ~
                                to settle
                                in her womb 
                                       she cries
                                             until
                                     her ducts
                                     run dry
                               women . . .
 
                                bow their heads
                                in solemn prayer
                                      for husbands
                                      and lovers
gone too soon
her heart beats
                a rage
no one fathoms
the devil . .
                           has taken
                            her heart
                              this day  
          she holds her head
and screams at the sky
T H E R E ‘ S N O G O D .. !
             today she walks away
             from her religion
                                       the one prayer
                               she begged of god
he denied . .
                          h e r   s o n   i s   d e a d
 
The sky’s overcast~
    thunder claps
        for a prince
    m u r d e r e d . . !
         like Y'shua
 
Why Hast Thou Forsaken Me . ?
and from the skies
this day
                       The heavens
                                   cried . .
                        N I G G E R . .  !
s c a r s , , ,
worn on bloodied backs
like tattoos gained at war
                                    dance   
                                    scream
                                    fester
ooze
to the melodies
        of the whip
and
to the sting
of the stick
nothing you do shall break me
I can't breathe~
and still I know I will not break
y o u c a n k i l l m e
my pain is nonnegotiable
                                         it's not
                          for you to take 
                          I Would Not Succumb
 
                                                          I’m
 
                               B L A C K   R A I N
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