I am – distressed by people whose ideas are born from beyond the mess of intoxication. Their histories, lined with memory grease allow regrets to slip by, no longer grasping onto conscience; a white glare, pasted on past and future, disposes details, allowing only blurred and shadowy access. I am – repressed because people make […]
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Quite Plane to See.
Wily Coyote, the cartoon character, can’t self animate; can’t commit murder. I saw him run through a steel clad tower, all that’s left was his silhouette, he was devoured. Then, Wow! From the other side, to continue the lie out pops his nose, just like Pinnochio’s, ‘fore it’s lost in the smoke; fade to black […]
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Riot is an Art Form.
The freedom to discover truth is integral to anarchy. The right to revolt, deeply sourced in history. Who knows if revolution can establish a democracy? At least let us be rid of the slime of corrupt bureaucracy. – Lock and load my friend, fire words straight and true against the artifice of society in which […]
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Ruby’s March. Rockwell’s Reckoning.
Six years old, yet burdened with a nation’s pungent breath, she walked through hatred’s furnace as if fear itself felt death. Four marshals flanked her footsteps, their badges cold as rocks while stones of slur and vicious eyes erupted from every block. . Walls smeared poisonous graffiti racist curses, perfidious lies the kind that stain […]
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Humphrey Dumphy, M.P.
Humphrey Dumphy, M.P., sat on a wall, Humphrey Dumphy, M.P., had a great fall from grace – with some predatorial men who preyed on boys for fun. so Humphrey Dumphy, M.P., jumped from favour, not law; no trial, no cell. He jumped before the reckoning fell And that was THE END.
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I’m Gonna be Famous, I am.
I’m gonna be famous, I am. I’ve got it all sorted, gathered all the resources required for my master plan. No question how I’ll do it, I’ll improve myself as a poet; then, when the popularity of poetry surges; when light-shining poets emerge as prophets with clarity of vision and ways of speakin’ that elucidate […]
Every one who ever tried herheld their breath when led beside her;for she makes out like a widow spideronly selected souls ever survive her.She pushes and pulls andcrushes and fools,through the nights she rocks and rules,though all her songs have the power to move,her caustic words mortally wound.I learned it was a mockeryallowing her exotic […]
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Tears of Rage
I have cried in rage, remembering the age when a black man’s every bone was legally owned – by white men. Taken for greed across the sea to grow sugarcane, tobacco and cotton – the weak and diseased tossed into the sea – they built a trade so inhuman and rotten. Supported and justified by […]
The words of Peter Akinwunmi (Peter Ak'i) 