When did I lose the ability to feel,
The ability to care,
The ability to love…
Am I alive?
I’m not sure
I think I died when you left me
My body is still here
But my heart is gone,
Ripped out, along with my soul
So what do I do now,
With this useless body I’m left with?
Lifeless and hopeless
There’s only one thing to do
Jump into the ocean, water so blue
But I can’t swim
Yes, that’s the point
One more hit off this joint
Splash – it’s over…

Fields
of my
ancestors
-stalks of
cane sugar-
surrounding

It yields
yearlong:
for the sun
-garish- in
its wake
leaves thirst
quick
to slake

1) "An unstable political situation, marked by sharp social divisions and usually, but not always, by a foundering or stagnant economy." Check.

2) " A political objective, based on firm moral and ideological grounds, that can be understood and accepted by the majority as the overriding cause of the insurgency, desirable in and of itself and worthy of any sacrifice." We have yet to achieve that cohesiveness among the various factions and break-away groups within our society.

3) "An oppressive government, with which no political compromise is possible." As yet to be determined. The situation remains fluid.

4) " Some form of revolutionary political organization, capable of providing dedicated and consistent leadership toward the accepted goal." As yet, there is no organization that can muster the popular support or bring disparate groups together to make any sort of legal headway against our common enemy.

By Arcassin B



He stares at her,

like theres no chance,

Parten me for being guilty,

Mountains i could move,

but your feelings due for plenty,


he kisses her,

like he doesnt care,

parten me for jealousy,

i was kinda crule,

i shouldnt feel this shity,


he holds her,

like theres no tomorrow,

why do i feel pity,

i feel like a cut up mule,

needing someones empathy,

on the road to her soul.

by Arcassin Burnham




flowing like the earths motion when i take a puff,
blowing out some the gunga,
could you help me up,
ambient as all things,
when its dark and quiet,
hand structures and wedding rings,
your mind is not alined,

too many ******* in this world,
suppertime,
if you find the time to pick up the pieces,
it will be fine,
hopefully,
let yourself be the host of your own enemy,
of get therapy to comfort you,
havent been right since elementary,
hoping they all turn against you,
and look!!! there it goes!!,
cant remember the first time i ate a mango.