Featured PoemsBlue Collar SagaCrawled through those days in classrooms, staring at the nape of your neckEvenings after dinner, Mom said “Done your homework yet?” Dad was always gone working two tough jobs for us Pulled night-shift at the factory, daytime he would drive a bus And instead of text books I’d be caught in messages which you sent me Then night time fall asleep with my arms so empty There was a price to be paid for stealing this heart of mine After the shotgun wedding you said a factory job would do just fine No more playing at life, I had to get my priorities in line Traded picket lines for barbwire away from the traffic signs Promised me you’d love me till we both hit seventy And I’d never have to fall asleep with arms empty Life got rough and times got tough, the factory doesn’t operate no more Seems like when production died, it took our love with it out the door You said our son went to school when I called you on the phone today I’m just an old man now with factory work printed on my resume` You moved back to the city, you’re remarried to a man with plenty I remember how Dad would drive all day in the city bus I can recall all the work Momma did each week without a fuss Said she would pay for college if I can correctly reminisce But we had to get married and I left the education for Sis And though your friends and family still seem to resent me You shouldn’t suffer me to fall asleep with arms empty Stars In The Night SkyNever been to this school before, it’s her first week.She’s got dimples in her cheeks but an accent when she speaks. So the kids in grade school who can sometimes be cruel call her names like Tar Baby making her insecure. And at times she scrubs but her skin won’t clean, till she graduates and barely feels like a human being. Now looking like a dream today in her bedroom mirror she’s willing to do anything to stop feeling inferior. Ethiopian princess don’t lotion with bleach; dry up your eye water, insert dimple to cheek. You’re beautiful in every way, your nose, hair, and lips. Eyes diamonds in the night sky, rhythm wound in hips, Teeth of ivory, skin pure and clean, remain an African Queen. More Than Just FriendsShe sings “Nothing Can Divide Us”word for word with Garnett Silk Takes the porridge off the stove top stirs in sweet condensed tin milk She tells me something is on the way I ask her how and when She wonders if we could get together, try again more than ‘just friends’ And I’ve been a lonely man racing through life without brakes In need of a co-pilot to guide me to my destined place Her skin is smooth beneath my touch, her gaze sincere and strong She knows the lyrics of each of my favourite songs, we get along And those dimples were embossed in my memories for miles Here she still lights up the room every time she simply smiles Now my bowl is placed within the sink and she brings me morning tea; so I rewind the riddim playing on the CD, this time for me AccusedHere I stand before you accusedrightfully ready to be judged and sent to the penitentiary Yes, here I stand before you today not caring for mercy or what you have to say Today. I did what it took for me to make it through Now you label me a criminal... well crime is what I do But before you sentence me take a look at yourself because you commit the crime of robbing children of good health Living wastefully in the West you’ve stolen the World’s wealth chopped down whole gardens of forests, told me to stock a shelf of salmon, shrimp, and kelp Then turned a blind eye when my brethren begged for help. Yes, you lawman, politician in your Jaguar or Mercedes, in your air conditioned castles producing cancer for our babies Yes, you Mr. Judge who presides over my case You who buy diamonds and gold and build fences ‘round your place You’re not felons, you’re mass murderers laying the world to waste Turning a blind eye on earth planning to split to outer space When people starve in Darfur your head is in the sand But for oil, diamonds, or gold you’d jump to push them off their land So here at my trial before your judgment is made Know that I didn’t create Aids or get rich off the backs of slaves I Named a Star for YouMany extravagant gifts were givento the keepers of West Africa; gold and good land, ivory, fruit, and diamonds. But knowing the tendency to be jealous, an inclination to rob possessed by the invaders from the North, the moon was plated yellow, precious stones cast in the sky as a precautionary measure just to be safe. Today delicate hands are chopped off, sacred white bone and marrow exposed, nipples are sliced from firm breasts with machetes while a mother’s innocent suckling starves. Up in the North a fiancée smiles with twinkling eyes- her engagement band and golden earrings shine… Still, I named a star for you; pure diamonds are forever the testimony to our bond will never be for sale Even if Sierra Leone is milked or bled dry our love shall endure. If I Forget YouWe don’t need a contingency plan,we already have one. Every Pesach after the Seder we say ”Next year in Yerushalayim”. If for some unforeseeable reason we shall be separated; and have no technology for communicating, and our telepathic operating systems are down, and our lungs still breathe in the breath of life, we can still re-unite. Isn’t that thought beautiful? If another Holocaust should occur, or all electrical circuits should disconnect, or time rewinds forward to Egypt, or all our tongues are cut out, We can still find each other. Isn’t that a beam of sunshine through rain? Autumn FlamesWe don’t laugh like how we used to;you’re right- changing of the times I can feel the breath of Autumn, these cool chilly nights So many vibrant memories splashed with creeks of tears We’ve survived the hunt together, outlasted all these years The path we took through barley fields Replaced with asphalt and superstores There they crowned Joni Mitchell Queen While burning down what she was fighting for And you and I stood out of the crowd As they heaped coals on roaring flames But refusing the witness stand When the time came to lay the blame Those dreams we set our lives upon even if they never get realized I’ll continue holding on Share you with Joni Mitchell’s mind And the voice of Alicia Keys Love you like I love pasture land Winding streams guarded by willow trees I see beauty in the ancient battle glimpse pulchritude in pain Stay indoors while it’s warm outside walk miles in pouring rain We don’t laugh like we used to, you’re right Changing of the times I can feel the breath of autumn See tell-tale signs in facial lines Two hearts can maintain a flame But one alone will freeze Love is the skeleton that’s left When all else falls like leaves |
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