HEAR YE HEAR YE
PANDEMIC HOUSE ARREST
NOW OPEN TO PUBLIC

Dear,this is, what, kind of a society,
people discard people with anxiety!

i.
love enforcement
will pluck my tongue out
if i stutter
on rose colored verses

ii.
hands cuffed
for a misspelled text message
there's a small rebel requiring
lobotomical intervention

iii.
operation success
a manifesto etched
on my full, glowing heart
still as a stone

Time is my enemy
I didn't treat her right
All she needed was saving
All I did was waste her all night

A walk on the beach when the sun is setting washes away the blues from my soul.
3/8/2020

Listen
Give me your ear
One you decided to deafen
But still I stood near

A blind eye
Towards me you gave
And your hands high
Still clasped while I did crave
For your sigh

But please-
Now easen your deafness
And your eyes with ease
From the darkness
Rub away the grease

Don't you see
My pieces collected
If you don't, bend down to your knee
To see my heart rejuvenated

i am sorry that the world looks down
on your skin
on the darkness of it
calling it ugly
unsightly
i am sorry
for the comrades you've lost
(mothers fathers sisters brothers
innocents)

i am sorry that
people shame you for
the color of your skin
as if you can do something about it
as if it were a curse
when all it does is symbolize
the strength
the tenacity of your people

i am sorry that society
breathes down on your necks
burns your fingers
whips your backs
i am so sorry so sorry
for everything

the tongue of
a magician

entering your
imagination

teasing your
little neurons

free from
their connections

form a
crooked line

and follow

the tongue
anywhere

it leads to
a new set

of beliefs