In the frost in the snow.
Wondering lost wondering
cold on my bleeding paws.

Howling on all fours feeling
the fever inside my bones.
I look for you in the distance
ahead. Waiting for a sign
waiting for help.

Where have you gone
where have you went. I
can't go on with out you
by my side.

Who'll protect when the
day light dies who will
protect me in the
darkness of dawn.

**** the blizzard that
set us apart. **** the
storm that broke our
hearts.

I need the sun to melt
this frost. I need you here
so we can touch. Most of
all I need your love.

You're the only family i've
got the last survivor of
our pack. You're the spine
of my back.

The one who lifts me up
and gets me going on the
right track.

Because your my wolf
boy. My shapeshifter.
My soul healer. Because
you're my kind of high ,
the brightest star up in
my skies and my quick
fix.

I simply want to let go,
close my eyes against
the cold, and fall asleep
alone.

The rush inside, I simply
want to let go, close my
eyes against the cold,
and fall asleep alone,
and let death sink in
down to my bones,
lonely, lost, alone,
no wolf boy beside
me, no one to
hold* ~

Warm states aren't for cold made kids
Cold states aren't for the warmest of hearts.
Both are divided, both come apart.

Human directives, veracities unverified  
Bellies belching with anger, murderers
Udders dripping hate, foundling banters
Hunters striking the hungered, unfortunate
Glare sight to seek the truth, hold me lets sink
Tear motions and debates of inequality

My Dafur, the realm of the fur, demise
All armed in Sudan, the arid, a battlefield
Emergency alarms sirens from 2003
The indefinite complications and hunger
A land of the displaced, starving nomads
Hear me out in these non-dissolving conflicts

Guantanamo bay detention a prison vicious
A base for “war in terrorism”, reciprocal laws
Inhumane human interrogations persists
A breach, a revolt, the hunger riots devolve
Force-feeding, torturous measures applied
All undressed, humiliated, genitalia exposed

A Rwanda slain in divide and rule
Civil clashes, mashes, all trashed
Swaying war rapes, tapes, the raves
Machetes slashing necks and hands
A lust of power, a genocide slaughter
The Tutsi slewed and unsewn from a patch

Autocratic regime boring divisions
Territorial ethnic cleansing, a holocaust
The oppression of Jews, Romanis, Poles
Homosexuals, the disabled and mentally ill
Indifference pooled in pits and camps
The institutional social indoctrination

The honor and killing to expose shame
The violation and dishonor of moral fabric
For what is “good”, “bad”, fixated moral values
Buried waists and head, awaiting stones to hit
Confessional secrets of only what lays within
A torment watching witnesses, all dangling

Marxists calls ships to stow ashore
Masses kidnapped, confused in deceit
Invalid contracts awaits signatures
The white immigrants to be enslaved
All aboard, now abroad to revolve labor
Wage packages taken to pay for freedom

Humans bought and sold to be owned
Slaves yorked and counted as assets
Bounded to serve plantations and homes
A human, non human, a chattel, a slave
A debt *******, offended and *****
Untamed and made to obey a master

A falling global strings unturned
Tunes strumming hate, war and pain
Human trafficking, violence, inequality
Child abuse, civil conflicts, capitalists
Commercialism, zero hour contracts
For if we have no rights, I have none
For if we have no peace I have none

By:: Cedric McClester

Woe to the sons and daughters
Of Flint Michigan
Who under the Governor’s orders
Were forced to drink
The unclean waters
From their local lake
Which was lead contaminated
For heaven’s sake

Woe to a governor who ignored
The overwhelming evidence
Which he could ill afford
But he did anyway
So rest assured
It will come back
To haunt him
Now he’s under attack

Woe to those who bathed and drank
From the polluted waters
Dark and dank
So the Governor could save money
To put in the bank
And now they have him
To point to and blame
Because the children will never be the same

Woe to the future that is uncertain
For the young and the old
Who are under the curtain
Of the after affects
Confused and hurting
From what they ingested
Water that should have been tested
That ultimately proved to be infested



Cedric McClester, Copyright © 2016.  All rights reserved.