Here's An Inconvenient Truth

They don't give a shit
if you're a poet--
they want you
to sell your soul
in order to
put food on your table,
keep the lights on,
and have a roof over your head.

They don't give a shit
if you're trying to create
beauty
out of the ugliness of life;
wring truth
past all the bullshit
that the media tries to pass off
as reality.

Hell, they don't even believe
in the creator of the universe,
so why would they care
about what a poor little nigger
like you has to say?


Because they don't give a shit!!

Thought For The Week

"If more politicians knew poetry, and more poets knew politics, I am convinced the world would be a little better place in which to live."



---John F. Kennedy

Savoring This Moment

Last night, Senator Barack Hussein Obama, announced himself, to the nation and to the world, as the presumptive Democratic nominee for the President of the United States. We are, quite possibly, just a few months away from electing the first black man to the highest office of this land. Words at this moment seem insufficient to even convey the enormity of that thought. When I think that, once upon a time, a black man was even't allowed to vote; not even allowed to be able to read or write; not even considered to be a full human being(by law, no less); and now, here we are, on this precipice of history... I don't even know if it has quite fully sunk in yet. I can only imagine that there are tears and shouts of joy emanating from those of our American citizens who have gone on before us, who fought and died for a moment such as this. I only hope that we, as a nation, can live up to this moment and savor it for all that it is worth and make the most of it. That we, as a nation, are indeed ready for change and can be the change we want to see in the world. 'Nuff said!

A Short Poem About Me

I long to be
What God has made me to be--
A human being.