#standyourground
in a stand
your ground
open carry
libertarian
paradise
Miami Gardens,
the capitol of
stop and frisk
looms as the
shape of things
to come
it doesn't
happen
all at once
it stealthily
creeps into
once wholesome
homesteads
it arrives
emaciated
always starved
for more
stark stiletto eyes
suspiciously stare
piercing
confused
frowns
worn by
flummoxed
citizens
unable to
gaze away the
maleficent days
seemingly
beginning in
innocuous
ways
they
build walls
to keep
"the other"
out
firming
conformity
to the ways
within
deep
foundations
of rigid status
quo pillars
sacrosanct
differentiation
verboten
diversity breeds
suspicion
conversations
eavesdropped
big data ears
ever listening
to between
the lines words
small talk
meta data
indexed and
algoed
down beat
utterances
classified
state secrets
certain books
are forbidden
artists condemned
art destroyed
ideas censored
shut down by
corporate
governance
social network
posting rules
and best practice
marketing
metrics
dissent
shouted down
by xenophobic
#ammosexual
group think
yahoos
in blind allegiance
to commands
of Citizen Inc
politicians
enable
a juggernaut
to roll across
the globe
fracking
to bits
anything
obstructing
its path
science is
false
history
suspicious
revisionism erases
biographical memory
we forgot how
we arrived
at this place
The History Channel
flickers cartoons
of multicolored
allegories onto
the dark walls
of our video
addicted minds
offering sweet
relief of a new
commercial fix
pandered opinion
is trafficked
as fact
inculcating
confirmation of a
stasis affirming
echo chamber
real time news
rubber stamps
the prevailing
zeitgeist of
the daily dread
a visceral
confirmation
of the World
Series Hunger
Games
communities
compel
residents
to swear
allegiance
to tribal creeds
that debase
humanity
religious precepts
shutters spirituality
with sanctioned
indoctrination
designed to
undermine an
ability to reason
ethical discernment
is arrested by moral
bifurcation
the marginalized
are criminalized
land of
the free prisons
promoted
as growth
industries
auction off
bill of rights
on low bid
altars of
profitability
a perpetual
state of warfare
marshals frenzied
legions of fear
as casualties
mount the
march of
militarization is
the only known balm
to salve the terror
welling deep within
afflicted hearts
the sun rises
on another day
in Miami Gardens
as the next shift
of police roll
through this
kingdom
of perps
Music Selection;
Dizzy Gillespie
Things to Come
6/5/14
Oakland
jbm
Miami Gardens;
Capitol of Stop and Frisk
Jun 5, 2014
Jun 5, 2014 at 1:06 PM UTC
Some strength comes from pushing
your own head
to the surface of the raging current
Without a helping hand
to pull you out
Some strength is in the form of fists
clenched and brimming eyes
unflinching
And some strength is in the
heavy silence
That returns at every crack breaking
across the surface of your heart.
-Esther L. Krenzin-
-Roguesong-
Mar 20, 2019
Mar 20, 2019 at 12:23 PM UTC
This is a daughter, a sister, a brother, a son—just a child…
Suffering in silent pain… no one listened.
The bully is a daughter, a sister, a brother, a son—just a child…
The bully is a teacher, a parent, an officer, an adult…
Are we all so blind to the bullies?
This is a child with a caring heart…
Despite being so ill…
The child doesn't want anyone to get in trouble…
Because they feel they’ve wronged.
Are we all so blind to the bullies?
This is a child who has stopped eating…
Cries themselves to sleep…
Struggles with anxiety so severe…
Constantly vomiting through the night.
Are we all so blind to the bullies?
A child whose “best friend” turned out to be the abuser…
Abused for so long they thought it was normal.
A child who’s been in and out of hospital countless times…
Unable to cope with the abuse.
Are we all so blind to the bullies?
This is a child who’s told off for “telling tales” at school…
Mocked constantly on social media…
Not by the bully—no, no!
By the bully’s parents… for having such a pure heart.
Are we all so blind to the bullies?
This is a child who, when addressing the issue at school,
Is met with: “Well… it’s just children being children.”
This is a child told by the school:
“You should be the one feeling ashamed,”
And is snuck in a side door each morning.
Are we all so blind to the bullies?
This is a child whose school failed them so badly
They had to move to a new one.
This is a child who is one of too many…
Whose story is twisted and manipulated.
Are we all so blind to the bullies?
This is a child failed—perhaps bullied—
By the very people meant to protect them.
Failed by schools… while in their care.
Failed by a teacher… too frightened to act.
Are we all so blind to the bullies?
This is my child, your child, their child…
Who doesn't want this to happen to anyone else.
A child’s story we are sharing…
But he… she… is one of many. Too many.
Are we all so blind to the bullies?
Feb 7
Feb 7, 2026 at 12:16 PM UTC
A hothead starts fights;
they strike at those
who fear them — such is
the smallness of bullies.
They are short tempered
and stumble into foolishness;
they scheme in shadows
and earn no true respect.
Don’t fear them — stand your
ground, stay cool tempered.
Be kind and merciful to them;
they fear courage. Show none of your own fear.
Stand with the repressed;
together you will triumph.
Fill yourself with unfailing love.
This unsettles the bully —
for love is a language
they have never learned,
and so they cling to the only truth
they think they know —
anger.
Feb 7
Feb 7, 2026 at 12:06 PM UTC