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Daniel Anderson Aug 2020
a half-empty swing faces west in a golden air only the sun could gift
her heat settles as she does
off to hide her  light from a half grateful for her rays
on to burn magnificent for the other

a half-full swing faces west in a blue twilight only the moon could accent
his glow reflecting a familiar shine
here to hold the light for a half longing for more
a beacon of hope through the dark

a half-used swing watches helplessly as the moon gives chase
come back, sun
return and rise and burn and fall again
give to your moon for one more evening
Daniel Anderson Aug 2020
you are North
and I,
I am compass of flesh and bone
worn like a locket
around the neck of titans
wandering the earth
turning it’s cogs and setting the sun
only to bring it back up again
with beauty in each,
in West and in East,
it’s easy to admire the edges
but you are North
and I,
I am but a compass
Daniel Anderson Jun 2020
Announcing all lives matter is audacious & abusive & antagonistic & antiprogressive - yet amazingly it’s always anticipated. But when signs & songs & screams & shouts of our sisters with skin of a separate shade are shot down & softened & silenced, and when the bodies of our brothers brandishing blackness with bravado are broken & beaten & burned & buried by people with perceived power prescribing punishment by punching & pushing & pulling triggers-

Well
One thing remains perfectly clear
Declaring “all lives matter” is rooted in fear
If all lives mattered, then we wouldn’t be here
and “all lives matter” wouldn’t be said with a sneer

Black lives don’t matter

Mattering means more than media manipulating messages mainly for monetary magnitude or validating various vocations as veracious while these villains vie for votes vainly vanquishing value from humans whose hearts are heavy with hurt and having to beg to be heard. Mattering means more than making memes and multimedia messages post mortem when morally bankrupt men ****** men and their mates for their midnight complexion

So don’t tell me black lives matter
Black lives don’t matter
Black lives should matter
Black lives must matter

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