the trick to efficient communication
is secretly wanting to die
this ensures honesty and clarity

living
reincarnating
on the literary edge
voting with my language
vocation
refuse to reincarnate into it again
This is the chance
one time to spend death
no more lifetimes later
English the etymological disaster
government education
called the anatomy of whiteness
warns us all
"you will never get out!
You will never find where you came from!”

Is natural selection
none other
than our consciousness
choices
love regulation of beauty
is natural selection
none other than a business
capitalism
discrimination
culture
is natural selection
the dissociative language
of genocide
the poetry of the Eugenics Society*
is natural selection
the scientific demand for class war
race war
organic selection is none other
than the elephant in the room
trying to ******* tell me
that whiteness is more “natural”
than ethnicity
than evolution
than being human
than being alive

the most valuable
thing we have
is attention
towards tension
from points
we vibrate

never
give
it all
up
at once

never
take
it
all
at
once

the language
used
by
whiteness
is fear
that is its sustenance

humans
destroy
fear to
evolve

Is love professional
in a professional way
I love these children
helping them
understanding
how to heal their trauma
noticing the times they can learn
from the times to just listen
and how important this distinction is
I used to miss my family
then I missed my friends
now
like hot coals glow
on my heart
society breathes on
After I awake
struggle to be
before them
I only miss my daughter
that is where
the emptiness
where my heart
once was beating
but most of all
I miss myself
before I was forced
to miss my daughter
like this
consoling children
with their pains and traumas
due to the negligience
of a Child Trafficking Agency
while CTA/DCF forces me
to trust them
with my heart
that which is a heart
that is the most powerful heart
they have ever tempted to remove

whiteness has been
the virus of the world
since before you were born
the issues have been pressing
pressurized
for generations
patiently
threatening
to declare
martial vengeance
dissociate in vein
teach children
to leave the other behind
in vein
do not dare
to tell them the truth
that vengeance cannot
be left behind
it catches those
that were unaware
first
uncertainty
the loudness of fear
overwhelming clarity
of existence
the situation
is none other
than our experience
dissociation of whiteness
stop sleeping
drunk dreams
while killing darker skinned children
and mothers
in the name of peace
inaugurating terrorism
fanning flames of vengeance
hand me down
genocidal family structure
weapons of whiteness
the capitalist mediator
spewing apathy
and bleeding complacence
into post apocalypse
with freedom

identity curve
or is it at a point
jagged
what shapes
what boundaries
geometric
voluptuous identity
too graphic
waves spiraling
or stillness
a point
closer inspection
a circle
spreading out
like a rainbow slinky
tumbling
down a great pyramid stairs
pointing to it
"that is"

whiteness is GMO
genetically modified genocide
like and from fascism
psychologically modified
historically modified
purely incestuous
time loop
amphetamine
attention span

wishing well tributaries
underground oceans
into the sky
back down
as rain
in the cold
it slows
to perfection

I’m mixed race
a human
and still
I am so unanimously ******* segregated
for Christmas
tell the children
that there is no way Christ
was ******* white
its not innocent or cute
while life is lost for this egregiousness
Christ was the same confused shade
that Obama resides within
and apologize
needing them to believe this
so that humans could be tortured and *****
In America and Africa
proslavery language
to keep the distractions cheap
to turn up the frequency of apathy
and wrap it up with a bow and tinsel
shine away
a children’s book
detailing the reasons
for teaching that whiteness
in caves
in the blistering cold
starving and diseased desperation
invented things like
higher intelligence
that really
the warmth of Africa incubated and spread
generously letting greedy tourists study
Africa taught the precursor to whiteness
Europeans
how to get to America
and what to expect
there is no happy ending
to the imagination of whiteness
which is a self destructive
self fulfilling prophecy
of the most cowardice event
experienced by humanity
human trafficking
the genocide of colonialism
they refer to as traditions

*** happens
*** thinks

protection from the vengeance
created by slavery
that is what the American institution is
that is how it formed

all I am is an imagination
I do not want to be hallucinated by anyone
no matter how clear and real
it may seem
keep uneducated and educated hallucinations
to yourself
or atleast away from me
and the illusion of choice

layers of trauma
birth
tribal
social
integrative trauma
god trauma
evolutionary trauma
integrating everything
weaving trauma
unravelling
secretly
integrating layers of trauma
with the fine thread of hope
that is desire

white and black ripping me in half
clenched tightly in each desperate fist
blood drips down my feet
African
forced through **** to become white
sorry we got so upset
for being ***** for so long
so many times
rising from a genocidal cocoon of
a new human spreading wings
shedding colonization and decolonization
we can no longer be white like you
we just want payment
for the work we have done!

language is directed
at the brutal heartless racist
whiteness
do not care about measly sidelines of whiteness
not concerned about the stagnant
fabricated branches of whiteness
innocent by standers guilty be association
that some are so scared to call what it is
genocidal dissociation
the many angles of oppression
institutional impunity required for imperialism
violent art is directed at the very center of whiteness
its beginning
those that had those first genocidal conversations
agreements and funding
and ferocious toward the apathy
that wraps it so tight and cozy
whiteness
reclaim your ethnicities
and denounce whiteness
amen

whiteness is an intellectual
psychological virus
that justifies slavery with every breath stolen
and words within it
ethnicity the antidote
when police say caucasian
it is a lie that white people
came from the Caucasus Mountains
scared into associating with whiteness
rather than genealogy coming from Africa
country built by Africans
music that is love
culture and society we love
is inherently blackness

How are you?

black space ship and a white space ship
they leave earth
ravaged by environmental racism
they land on a new earth at the same time
as a gift
a thank you
energy transformation
people of white space ship
offer to sacrifice some as slaves
for 350 years
to give people in black space ship headstart
the people of black space ship
refuse kindly
stating,
“we are not evil and dissociative."

I know you
I know how you think
I know how you lust
I know how you envy
I know how you were created
I know why
It was not god or evolution
that made you
it was slavery that made you
whiteness
I know how you feel
I know how you dissociate
I know how to stop it
I know someday you will understand
why it had to be stopped
whiteness

hunting in the hood
wilderness of whiteness
tell your dog to stay inside
my boys are back in town
hunting yotes
keep your children inside
don’t worry about what you hear
outside
stay out of your yard
sneak peek
windows speak
yotes forgotten every year
an aging princess
in hunting season
bares her beauty
to the meadows
deer licked apples eaten
love has mercy
on severe promises
penetrated
hunting in the hood

all we are is seasoned revolutionaries
like a sun
even though the intentions
were to beat us down
cook us down
own us down
slowly and steadily
deplete our constitution
our bodies
minds and families
into something else
other
than what we were
where we were from
origins
bleached white
like slaves cotton laundry
quarters spilled onto fertile land
becoming many mansions

the day gave up
didn’t become night
gasoline came from penises
sugar was traded for people
alcohol was traded for ****
native women were *****
for free
ships sailed seas
the new wonder of the world
is how the ****
are any of theses colonists
still living
and telling stories
that do not include
****
their history
no matter how censored
is the history of ****
then they focused on space travel

ok cupid
mother earth needs mates
when I am through
the *** is exhausted
eternal sleep
must be nutritious
to my soil
decompose peacefully
so my children grow
plants nourished
I love you
waste
body
sharpening arrows
for the soul of earth
scared sacred
loving compost

confused
justify confusion
stumbling through ocean
flopping on to shores
slipping
and slithering on the land
not knowing how to live on the land
torturing to survive
invasive dissociation
***** for healthy young native girls
justify ****
no longer confused
focused genocide
whiteness laughs in its cell
alone in repentance
society is safe
from whiteness for lifetimes

Mohawks everywhere
along the river
selling souvenirs
colonial body parts
souvenirs
of a failed genocide
vengenocide
vengeance
reverse genocide
reaction to genocide
colonial bodies in the rivers
limp
slander in writing
souvenirs
history of slander
intervened
abandon ships
millions of colonists dead
an eerie and safe silence of colonialism
a genuine sense of unearned guilt
in the natives
now the currents
the currents
having tried to save the colonists
from destroying themselves
but with no other choice
but to exterminate
we do not mention those evil people anymore
those colonists that tried to get rid of us
ended up
getting rid of themselves
on the shores of Africa
colonists rotted on wooden ships
decomposing in the ocean
feeding the wildlife
ships piled up
colonists piled up
dead
the ocean shore is unsafe
diseased for a long time
waterlogged and dead
for opposing freedom

I had this exponential context
a story of persuasion
force
vulnerability saved and documented
in one book
two years of writing
focused beyond comparison
shattered standard of comparison
destroyed status quo
every word
every sentence
inviting
demanding
forcing
a new psychology
to continue
to sustain
to evolve
its out of my hands
its in the publishers
“Escape from Liberty”
black women gave birth to American society
not until the white supremacist version of freedom
referred to as “liberty”
is escaped
can the depth of American freedom
be related to or appreciated
understood
a perspective that is valid
means something too the world
means something to me
here tonight
us
I will read some of my poetry
that I have written about keeping integrity
while having interactions with society
after finishing my last book
“Escape from Liberty”
the freedom and adaptability of poetry
conquering a tendency to struggle
with traditions and what I know is right
I know what we have left
and its not what most will tell you
it has improved my life significantly
evolved into a rogue poet
fancy
fresh
fantastic
nothing to lose
nothing to prove
sincerely correct
maniacal vengeance
fascinated
fading
disappearing
into music
unfathomable patterns of movement
inescapable desire
now entering freedom
now entering freedom
repeat

pulling up to Chicago
approaching the ex slaves
gangs
ancient African leaders
videos of confederates
in the Berkshires
the country
isolated on the east coast
the vengeance of the native
is common throughout the world
is felt deep inside America
inherently connected
gangsters once in Africa
the world has your back
racist white Americans are few
isolated
confident
****** and weak
they have a lot you could take
land
food
weapons
to build what you want
to give the land culture
dance and color
stop killing for race
killing with ethical vengeance
take out the true enemy
nothing can stop you
vengeance is symbiosis
vengeance is the heart

In her ******* is the history of class war
many many ******* later
immaculate conception
pure white by herself
unmixed
making him
making them
exterminating pressure
for the chastity of class war
class war’s immaculate conception
inheritance of her smile
genocidal ******
exists in ecstasy

*******!
I yelled to the past
how could you do this to us?
then I read your history
dismantled your genocidal machine
refocused on my breathing
scolding past
rexamining the present
recreating the past
provoking the future

paranoia of farming
they are watching
they know
the way you grow
is different
connected to human growth
attached
unbroken from the past
fastened to nativity
proof of how we evolved
scary
intimidating
like aliens
not trusting sustainability
to the machine of hyper-distraction
they call technology
paranoid and worried
when they realize
the fresh variety the garden has
when they realize agriculture
is burning them alive
sterilizing culture
paranoid anticipation
a native alien
immersed in plentitude

looking into her eyes
I can see my heart
gently closing
openness
for the night

I cannot give birth
I will just fade away
innocent fatherhood
the bystander
while I watch them grow
admiring her
fascinated
mesmerized
creating everything except new life
she is the most beautiful
fertile passionate

A history of vengeance
sustainability is evolution
other than distraction
removing us from evolution
for profit
the excess
is vengeance
a new consciousness
an autonomous *****
vengeance is calculated
it is love
duty
art
health
vengeance is for the family
for the child
for the past
for the future
presently
vengeance overwhelms
the militance of isolation
all that is left behind
for existence of the future
is a history of vengeance

happiness is seething
so eager to meet me
where have a been for so long?
I thought it would never
want to see me again
after that one night
I was unreachable
I did not respond
I left happiness outside
worried into ecstacy
scared of its smile
shaking in laughter
warm and fuzzy
satiated
I let it search for me
with no reward
all this time
it was happiness
that was the killer

whiteness of liberation
when falling into dream
the interim
I see images of brute force
with its blood soaked mind
relentless colony
exponential crawling
slithering
on earth
trudging through the depths of humanity
I’m floating on its surface
temperature of earth’s matter
eating from tectonic plates
temperature of thought
kinetic thoughts
eroding humanity
convection currently
conveying movements
implying momentum
immortal revolution
heavy eye lids
heavy hearts
heavy memories
too much to bare
bringing us down to the core
viscosity does not lie

the earth churns reincarnation
life
like thoughts
like different size particles
molecules
different movement
different temperature
different heat
what is the temperature of existence?
the temperature of time
the coldest conceivable
frozen beyond movement
the essence
the excess
of stillness
excess of organic behavior
artificial compassion
the temperature of knowing plants
and what they do to human existence
is far more advanced
than any modern technology
and its doubt of evolution

language tip toes on genocide
trying not to wake it up
don’t want to face it
singing desperate lullabies
to keep it asleep
being quiet
breathing gently
praying in silence
empty goddess
doesn’t want to talk about it anymore
fill me up
again and again
with ****
dumped genocide off the ships
deep in the ocean
no ones getting it anymore
artifacts of genocide
discovered by future
ancient astronauts
epigenocidal language
non stop
minimize
*******!

surprise
changed my life
surprise
gave me feelings
I didn’t know I could have
surprise
he best thing to ever happen to my life
you can hold her close
forever
no more surprises
love is sneaky
like water
love finds spaces
cracks
crevices
where we thought there were none
love erodes
the feelings of being hardened by time
love consumes anticipation of danger
love justifies the fear of death
surprise
we made a new life
surprise
you are in love man

the children
have become my ego
where ever I go
they are with me
deciding my thoughts
earning my choices
giving me my reasons
love is logic
love is burning me alive

the original trauma
like birth
traumatized
from the removal of nativity
destroyingn connection
inside us
and out
traumatized from the suppression
removal of evolution
the exile of nativity
the familiar
the history of birth
destruction of what we had
where we had been
where we are supposed to have gone
traumatized from the creation
of whiteness

Build a wall
cage us
with you
trapped together
no where to escape
what you do
have done here
an arena
a fight to the death
caged with the vengeance
you create
if you do not escape
whiteness
America
there will be nothing left
nothing right
no one to maintain
the wall
when the world comes to see
how it has played out
the only thing still alive
vengeance and the people
born into it
inside the wall

If I did not play drums
furiously
climb cliffs recklessly
risk it all
or too much
confronting authority
of whiteness
unarmed
If I didn’t have love
poetry
writing
I would have killed all
white supremacy by now
undone the police
made whiteness blackness
If I didn’t have love
my implosion
would destroy the earth
just to cleanse it
of fascist ******* whiteness
If I did not spill my soul
every moment
of every time
If I did not have love

nativity roars in silence
drowning out
the sounds of whiteness
calming violence

impostor of origins
indulging failure
obscuring love
fantasizing friction
glory of absence
in the beginning
was silence

and all of the sudden
nature churns from the depths
a superhuman
a foundation
a stage
shoulders to put weight
on which
chaos performs
mistaken identities
bartering whiteness
out of control
begging for mercy
at its end
demanding intervention
fake worth
learning to love hatred
misplaced
ignoring birth
not unnoticed
failing
existing in nature’s realm of severity
all beat up
with its weaponized enemies

I know how much
you want me to see whiteness
I can feel your demand of whiteness
the pressure
believe me
the pressure has caused me
to explode more than all bombs
in all wars combined
intimidating
whiteness strength in numbers
disappears
like a terrible magic trick
exposing fraudulent behavior
humanity boo’s whiteness off the stage
yet it thinks its winning

I see colors
not sure what you see
why do you put them together like you do?
it is not what they mean
you got it all wrong
interpreted to traumatize
to shape fear into profit
not what colors mean
not where eyes came from
not what light shows you
in the darkness
of whiteness