Mud-caked boots
Sink into the human roots
Habesha people make their homes
Of sticks and stone
Ancestral bones asleep beneath  
The Rasta prince’s lion throne
Divining water into honey wine
An extra month, some years behind
A sense of time unfettered by
Gregorian design
For here is where imperials in arms
Still fear to tread
But Terrors Red still fed the masses
With some promise broken bread
And circuses of war and bloodshed
Left a union in its stead
It stands unconquered on the continent
A gateway to the heavens
Conjures torrents from the halkan sky
With mighty independence
To remind the lone ferenji
Of its wild zealot prayer
And then at peace it shares its secret
Unrequited love affair

Not a moment I dwell
In the ruminant shrooms
Can renew the same feelings
I think are of you
Could be minutes a day
A mere glimpse of your dimple-cheeks
Smiling away
Or immeasurable hours
Of city-star gazing
Intoxicated
By your humorous raven
Your optimist inner peace
Playful voice sacred
Melodically lulling
My cares to your side
You confided so quickly
In me and I’ve tried
To enrapture and capture
Each moment and value it
More than I ever would
Meaningless other ****
Just to behold in my hands
Your complexion
To make you the queen
Of my darkest dimension

Bible thumpin’
Tractor humpin’
Runs on Dunkin
Country bumpkin
Never seen the world like me
On everything
It seems that we
Do not agree
Can not be free
As equals in humanity

It’s simple out here
Not a care in the world
And the people subsist
On a lack of concern
For the first world successes
We think make it turn
So I learn to free presses
To truth unreported
And spray paint white privileges
Fortunes extorted
By fathers who founded
For-prophet empires
With whip-crackin’
Sword slashin’
Baptism fires
And miles of wires
To spread the transmission
The culture shockwave
Brain controlling submission
To try before buy it
To quiet the riot
Deny it, then feed us
That Maduro diet
Rewind it, play back
Stories always the same
Claimants staking the land
And then riggin’ the game
To in their favor write
A more masterful class
As our future remains
In the chains of the past

Wretched blood-sucker
You thief in the night
Not a moment of peace
As I’m trying to write
And you land on my skin
To steal my precious life
And of yours is the only form
I would delight
In the taking of
With no remorse
For your plight
You malaria carrying
Pestilent sprite
What in heavens above us
Conceived of your type?
Be it some impish god
Who finds joy in my strife?
As I viciously claw
At the spot of your bite
Tiny irritant buzzing
About me in flight
I would tear off each wing
Out of impassioned spite
Yet am still left to question
What gives me the right?

Indiscernible language orations
A prayer
Almost palpable now
In the air
Is it fear
Of a God
That compels their devotion
The spoken word utterance
Faithful awoken
With all of the vehement
Furor of man
Dispossessed of his land
Grippin’ tight to his chest
A pulled pin full of sin
Intifada Quran
Understanding his place
In the maker’s good graces
Mistaken intentional flawless
Creation
My ritual suicide serpent
Salvation

Bioluminescent brain
Blending in the acid rain
The unforgiving nature
Of existence
Sinks its teeth
Into my slow decaying carapace
And whispers nothings sweet

Maybe I could write her
Stories no one ever could
No better kid could be her knight
In shining armor
Friendly neighborhood
Just want to say
A million different things
But make them go away
For none could make her stay
Here grasping at my bearded face
Erase the worries burdening me
Like a donkey in these streets
When all the weight I bear is worldly
Burning passion fields of wheat

Remember the way
That it looked in its splendor
Could sit on that balcony ledge
For forever
Just staring in awe at the jungle metropolis
Longing to fall
Back in love with the loneliness
Nervousness marking each second in solace  
Not sure what it is
But her charm is just flawless
And close to the touch
When our minds intertwine
As we ride through the countryside
Africa time
Running out for us both
To grow deeper in tune
Leading fleeting romances
To imminent doom
One more brief interlude
In Pinocchio’s dreams
I must sever, untether
To learn what it means

Laced with historic allusion
Confusion
Don’t know what to speak of
Or how to exude it
A presence relentless
In its mystifying
Perplexities tantalus
Solace undying
Engaged in the way
I fall prey
To her spell
When I’m under the cover
Of darkness
I dwell in

Bend the knee to the rich
You don’t want any trouble
You’re unprepared, not fit to serve
In the struggle
These people don’t know you
Don’t need you around
Like a living dead man
Needs a hole in the ground
For some reason request
You to come be there guest
Guess they just want to test
If the westerners’ best
But rhetorically asking
Why do they think my words are better than theirs?
They are no more than barriers languages
Share
They are clunky and clumsy
And sound like **** smells
Just divorcee romance is dead
Wedding bells
A cacophonous clangor
Of clamorous bliss
But you know I’m the greatest
To ever exist
Reminiscing on all the abysses
I’ve missed

Let youth have its day
To grow bold
Be in charge
Put your trust in us
Not to **** up with this
Task
This menial, mind-numbing
Question we ask
On repeat to the tune
Of each day is our last
Pass the class
Graded not for creative potential
Brain blast
But robotic performance enhancing
Ideas
Conceived in the rusting machine system gears

Contained in a metal cylindrical bird
As I struggle to think of the word
I would use
To produce peace of mind
Should I plummet into
A first day of adventure
Still rife with abstention
From delving too deep
In the translate dimension
Again I’m expected
To make friends with strangers
Instead of exploring
This new city’s dangers
And drifting in half-conscious
Slumbersome speech
Here to teach them my lifestyle
Still out of reach

Keep wandering on
Settle in when I gotta
Don’t know when the rest of the world
Won’t appeal
It’s surreal
How much left I have yet
To discover
I miss all my friends
I miss mostly my mother
Remembering eons ago
I was little
The details surrounding my childhood
Riddles
But still she sends me
With a package
Of skittles
It’s simple to dwell
On how long I’ll be gone
In the African Union
Departure at dawn

I’m confounded by what it all means
To be me
To be endlessly circling
Back into thee
And back out
To be free
But still socially standardized
Meaningless me
An acceptable version
For your eyes to see
An organic complexion
Machines couldn’t be
A titanic reflection
The depths and the skies
Couldn’t possibly fathom
The I’s become we
All returning to me
In the moment of everything
Nothingnessly

How many words does it take
For the writer in search of
A novel to make
Before realizing he or she
Poetry needs
To be freed from the brush
Of the artist therein
And the vision imprisoned
In where to begin?

Not enough I suppose
Of these words would suffice
If they did you would see
My pristine paradise
But instead it seems like
I just write to ignite
An uprising demise
Of your country in spite
Of the plight we in common

Must actively fight

Try to understand
There is no distance
You can run
No stoic mountains
You could climb
To harness gods within the sun
So fret about your idle whims
And give yourselves to my distractions
To my propaganda proxy wars
And post-truth imperfactions
I don’t ask for your allegiance
No robotic pledge of trust
I simply augment every dissident
And leave the cogs to rust
In this machine there is no dream
I do not oversee production of
No show trial injustice served
Without the laws I am above
The spoils system you created
In archaic words brittanic
In the butchers venerated
By your livestock market panic
Then the walls to seal you off
So no escapegoating the ******
Then suspicions are diverted
Like a papist in your play list
Now to bow before the master
Whose ancestors were the slaves
While I disown the private property
Amassing in the graves
And in a state of omnipresent
Fear, unending terror reigns
Welcome to the revolution
All you’ve left to lose, your chains

I need only imagine her here
And she’s here
The bare bodies infusing
Her breath in my ear
An enticing, seductive
Exhale of expressing
The passion we feel
In releasing distressing
Concerns, we discern
One another’s intentions
Innocuous, mischievous
Flag-burning discontents
Freeing themselves
From the world
Abolitionists

Do as they say
Walk and talk just like them
In their images think yourselves
Gods amongst men
They have money and cars
Fancy clothes and success
All the power
They keep making more
And we,
Less

Every night I try to write
Another magnum opus
Masterpiece  
For all to read
And be at peace
And maybe learn a thing or two
About the me they never see
In secrecy, I literally
Confide in strangers
Who could be
My alternate
Identity

You dance within the reveries
Of loves I’ve left behind
You cry my river flowing elegies
Of broken valentines
And in the shadows I reside in
There you are to light the way
You sway like seasons in the changing
Moody climate on display
And with an avalanche inferno
You ignite my icy gaze
And your embrace
Is of the glaciers
Melting me like microwaves
In which the minutes
Are mirages
An oasis from the thaw
And with your worldly imperfections,
Rectify my mortal flaw

You’ll never be one
When you’re grounded,
Divided
And bound in the chains
Of the masters providing
Supply-sided voodoo illusions
Of choice
And invisible hands
Puppeteering your voice
The split-faction distractions
Stagnating the nation
The meds in your heads
Aggravating your hatred
Awaiting your saviors
To say what you feel
As you’re bent to the will
Of the ubermensch steel
But the realest idealists
Are up here with me
And forever we muse
Of the truth
LSD

Delve deeper
You’ll find it
And with it become
A superior being
United as one
In the same sullen joy
Of a troubled existence
In questions conflicting
Our consciousness prisms
Envisioning simple’s complexity nexus
An omnidirectional
Path to perfection  
Intended by makers
Conceived in belief
That we are in fact more
Than a lifetime of grief

Immortality drips
From the edge of my sword
My command of the muses
As light as the Lord
Of a province of darkness
From whence I craft states
In a mind made of metalcore
Tectonic plates

I’m the eon traverser
Subversive immersing
Myself in a poverty void
Silver surfing
The wake of the breaking
Of space into shapes
As I tread shining paths
With a wrath made of grapes

And a Robespierre clarity
Visions of past
Revolts endlessly leading
To wars amongst class
When the ending, beginning
Again from the same
Wild-eyed little terror
No lion could tame

To make wholly the holiest
Mortals I tend to
Intending to be
Something more than a man
But I am
And I long for this biblical chaos
To end
Without care or concern
To seek pleasure whenever
The loneliness yearns
For connection, compassion
Detaching from grasping
The answers so near at hand
Desperately clasping
At nothing to find
Any meaning in time
Any purpose save for the one
Felt at her side

Chlorophyll day dreams
In evergreen scenes
The resplendence of life
Is of light summer leaves
In the park as I circle
Tranquility lake
In anxiety mind
Racing heart is painstakingly
Pounding

The sweat of my brow
Wiping hands
As the echo resounding
The public park lands
Privacies are confounding
But could it be shared?
I prefer it alone
All of earth my domain
You should all just go home

The wretchedest recklessness civilized savage
Still life of the dead party politic Ba’athist
On acid dispellin’ out
Truth sarin gases
A flask full of blasts from the way passed Jurassic
A passive assassin
Amassin’ a chemical
Weapons grade cache
And then armin’ the youth
With a freshly baked batch
Of this back of the class
To the top of the caste
Stubborn *******’
Cultural iconoclast
Smashin’ bumpkins
And bumpin’ my tunes
On the track
Cashin’ in on the super PAC
Alternate fact
In the ashen green pastures
Of post-truth Iraq
I got stacks of sealed caskets
Of old me’s I buried
And tales of the lost souls
To Hades
I’ve ferried
For taxes from cryptic coin cons
Cemeteried

Built atop the promises
And broken in the lies
Then stolen from the peasants
For the gentrified disguise
The thinnest lines dividing pledges
To the people whose allegiance
To resenting oppositions
In petitions of their grievances
Elected under shady deals
Revealing just how similarly
Secrets are concealed
And normalcy is petty bourgeoisie
And bureaucratic tape
And the electorate is in on it
Complicit in the ****
It’s inescapable, two-faced and dull
The trite remarks and punditry
The policy dishonesty
The everything is free
And then perception is distorted
Knowledge power is withheld
And mass consent is manufactured
By the votes they buy and sell
To stretch the cyclical stagnation
In its literal translation
To the nation separated
In each origin creation
Still scapegoated by the pet issues
They prize as consolation
Maybe somewhere long ago
Perhaps the demos had foreseen it
Now the future generations
Hardly care enough to screen it
Just believe that it’s the only way
That progress is ensured
So keep diplomacy expendable
War-profiteers insured
For there are some who see
Both points and sides
Leave no rights left
In house divides

Given to mortals
To spark a rebellion
They used it instead
To drop ****** oppression
Reducing to cinders
And smoldering ash
Their symbolic salvation
And piles of trash
Unabashedly brazen
Emblazoned in races
Their banners and books
Conflagration hate nations
The forests consumed
In the climates of change
As the engines of war
Dragon hunger pangs rang
Like the rockets ascending
To bring them to me
But they crashed and they burned
And returned to the sea

Guess the truth is
I don’t know how I feel
Some days I still want you
Others, I don’t care
Just tell me we don’t have to talk
About us
I just want to be worldly with you
And discuss
How two people together
Could actually change
What one drifter alone
Simply couldn’t arrange

But they got’chu quiet
They program your voice
Automate your decisions
And tell you it’s choice
You can go to the store
Or just one click away
But it’s they who decide
Whose to die on D-Day
And it’s war that they want
So the fear sells consent
Then they bury your rights
In 4 walls of demented cemented lament
With their power, their privilege
Their laws they’re above
So I write like a hawk
And I speak like a dove
In service to causes
Too hard to believe
For a thoughtless prayer nation
Still bending the knee

Type caste system arch villain chillin’ like Ivan
The terrible chemical weapon describin’
The end of the world vibin’ lionized Mayan
Still skyin’ as high as a Lucy blood diamond
Fine dinin’ and winin’ with sabhines and sirens
Declinin’ these Roman Republican tyrants
A stubborn ******* beast of burden survivin’
Like ghosts of the guillotine dreamer revivin’
Enlightenment vivid with livid land minin’
Kaboomin’ the gloom when I see these kids dyin’
Just tryin’ to weather this Stormy norm climate
A violent sea risin’ and still you deny it
The science, in favor of implicit bias
Your nation-hate patriot ******* riot
Your ravenous consumer media diet
Your guns and your slaves, all your property private
Your for-prophet poverty trap spreading virus
Your silence of lambs in the face of Goliath
My sting with that sling got’chu feelin’ defiant

Keep your money worship plastic idol
Faith
Out of my face
Out of my oceanic,
Coral bleaching,
Overfished
Unhappy place
Go take your sacred spaces
To the crushing depths of doubt
Your fame and fortune are as hollow
As the love you are without
You value paperweight success
Define your peace of mind with war
And ***** away your peak potential
Till you curse the skies for more
Of what indifferent gods provide
Be of they science or compliance
To a prophet-motive virus
Spreading on to cover all the land
In codices of Cyrus

No end in sight Afghanistan
Still burnin’ flags out in Iran
Chinese steel grip
The Fuhrer’s fist
Still poundin’ on the podium
As Appalachia still succumbs
To ethnic cleansing *****
Peace-keepin’ like a North Korean
Sleepin’ on a Puerto Rican
Leakin’ all the in between and
Still you people think he’s speakin’
For the huddled masses, middle classes?
Cuttin’ taxes
For the battle axes cashin’ in
On truth denial gasses
Maskin’ babies bodies buried in
The Stormy normalcy
And no apology for Johnny
See why Colin took a knee?
Or did you miss the racial murders
Every single ******* day
I guess you missed the homelessness
Or the unequal gender pay
And when the kids take to the streets
You shut them up with adderall
Then seal them up behind a wall
Until their world’s a shopping mall
And then the Columbine each time
A new disorder
Breaks the mind
Until the Nero anti-hero
Comes to muse of its decline

Fresh off the the boat to rock the vote
Like Lenin off the iron horse
This Wild Western Manifested destiny
Has run its course
And yet am I, the winning side, still spillin’ it in genocide
And civilizin’ savages supply-sidin’ Apartheid pride
To trigger happies harpin’ on their stolen country muses
Christian views as skewed as what their news refuses to include in
Whose excluded from this private privilege history alluded to
In commandante economic sticks and stones I sling at’chu
But what you gunna do but leave another man behind
Keep marchin’ to the slums of war, we’re all complicit in the crime
But you and I, the difference is, I am the Royal’s fear to wed
For I am prone to widow-making
Inter webs within your head
Like Debs ensnarin’ robber barons in a pit of wealth disparity
And Jobs’ cogs who took’er jahbs, achieving singularity

Just secret thoughts
Fleeting memories kept
Some vignettes
For someday to reflect upon
All I regret
When I couldn’t quite tell her again
How I feel
But I know I still do
I still think that it’s real
Though a dream to believe
I could be what she needs
Who she wanted from me
Was not always the person
I wanted to be

Last of its kind
And you’re so quick to **** it
To make it a trophy
Display it and show off
Your pride masculinity
No true affinity
For the free flora and fauna
Surrounding thee
Only a murderous hunger
For tyranny
Conquest of Nature
To make you feel strong
Right or wrong
Does not phase you
You do not belong here

If space is to be bought and sold
And shipped to distant galaxies
I only ask we keep ourselves
Still grounded in realities
And not forget our one true home
Has nurtured us since birth
And all it asks of us in kind
Is think first of the Earth

The opioid battle droid
Children butchered
Homes destroyed
Can’t go back and face
His nation
State so full of hate
Can’t take it
Great again is just a saying
No amount of pity praying
Seems to stay each day decaying
PTSD noise parading
Medicating, mind grenading
Every step is compound raiding
Waiting for the pain to fade
But they just trade his life away
False promises, he’s led astray
To drone alone and aimlessly
Fight on these Clone Wars shamelessly  
In vein is he
More mech than man
Reprogrammed by
Afghanistan

Young shielded dove
Adorned in armor
Know your limits
You have flaws
You are mortal
You break laws
Imperfectly impermanent
You can not change the world
Just raise it on your shoulders
While you’re standing in the Underworld
Amongst the fallen soldiers
Just an Atlas Mountain boy
Conflicting with Olympus gods again
To reinstate the void
And burnin’ money like it’s nothin’
But the paper vapors puffin’
Chillin’ like a battle droid
‘Cuz all the Marvel war machines
Have all the DC jobs destroyed

I want to sound
Respectful
I want to sound
Polite

But every,
Single, *******
Thing I say  
Is seen in black and white

Go ‘head and point it at my head
You’re emptier
Than Gods you dread
The ones who show you *******
Who make you watch
The entrails spill
Until the anger
Of such crimes
Against the peace
Within the mind’s
All knowing
All beholden eyes
Before you now
Their body lies
The hero at the end
Is dead
Go ‘head and point it at my head

In this bog of lost souls
Isolationist goals
Become all that we value
Lies all that we’re told
Got your mind bought and sold
Since the standardized oil
Was shifted from gold
The monopolists rolling the dice
With your life
And you still think you’re free?
Kid, you better think twice

We had land once
Some trees
A backyard
And a pool
Fall infernos of leaves
A whole mountain to rule
Me, my family and I
When we all OWNED each other
My mother would yell
But we loved one another
My father would teach me to hunt
And to think
When I wanted to ****
I would spill it in ink
And pretend I was heroes
And monsters
And god
For the scare in my head
Was of red Volgograd

Not saying I like it
Just how that it works
The deletist type brightest
In caverns we lurks
And we hungers
And wonders
Why these rolling thunders
Still storm through the deserts
And homes torn asunder
The poorest pulled under
The war is swept under
The covers
The monsters and terrors are out there
Two lovers
Come back here to make a new start
Some new art
Then the silence between them
Just rips it apart
Like Cupid is cute but he’s stupid
The truth
Is the fear
That your heart doesn’t really or actually break
But some dreamer just takes it and makes it awake
Like you finally care about
Some other thought
You’re no longer concerned with
The ones you were taught
In the eyes turned to stone
By the furies they wrought
Upon ignorance
All the injustice perceived
In a world lost together
In us we’d believe
That it’s all meant to be
There was you, there was me
And from there it was frozen
And stranded at sea
For there’s always the one
That you just want to lie with,
Always the one that you still want to try with,
Always the one that your spilling guts cry with,
Always the one you so perfectly vibe with,
Always the one you can’t stop the goodbyes with,
Always the one you would **** to survive with,
Never the one that you ever will DIE WITH

Calamity descends upon
A world pushed to the brink
Of mass starvation
Dehydration
Dissolution of the nation
State of mind
Remaining blinded
By its racial hate creationism

So much more to them
Than animal
These humans who survive
On half a dollar every day
A god to pray to make them thrive
And feel alive
Sometimes, a vibe
That they describe and can personify
With what lives in
Their mind
Sometimes
A million ways to question why
We weren’t given wings
To fly
So high into the heavens
Where the dreamers go
To say goodbye