The Day the Ghetto Died


The Day the Ghetto Died

On the day the Ghetto died
Malcolm X bowed his head
While Martin Luther King stood and cried

On the day the Ghetto Died
Some sat and sang a hymn
Others just sat and lied
Lied about what the white man did for them

On the day the Ghetto Died
Little babies ran through streets
While their mothers bowed their heads and cried
To see their children with shoes on their feets

On the day the Ghetto died
The bible was opened even wider
To thank the Lord for a bond to be tied
And to pray for it to be tighter

In front of the steeple
I sat and felt a drop of rain
I looked up despite the people
And saw Jesus rejoicing over his pain

The pain must have been great
For it came down like a herd of angry men
But then it stopped
And I saw the sky smile again

‘Twas the Day the ghetto died
all the great heroes rose from the dead
to spread the knowledge they once had to hide
to the souls whose hearts now bled

They walked in hundreds of thousands
Wearing potato sacks
And chains and ropes
I can say this – for I was there
And in unison they sang the most beautiful hymn

It was one I never got to write
Because I could only listen in solemnity
It was a song that made me frown
– one that gave me back my dignity

The tone sounded like it came
From the chain gang
But I couldn’t be sure if it was of
Rejoice or of pain

I walked around my beautiful home and cried
I looked and saw that I had everything money could buy
Then realized how little I had
But my ancestors had much pride

What Have We Become?


To every darkness,

There is a fright

Some evil doesn’t come out

Even at night

Voices, screams

Ripped-seams

Memories wished away

by better days dreams

I had a moment

of atonement

when a flash came and left

Not in my eye but on my cleft

I could not have been

like those caves of men

Did they remember acts of sin?

My meditation

was their trepidation

Their need to survive

was unlike my will to thrive

They perfected the slay

Though my parents taught me to pray

Those men took wood and stone

and made fire

If I said I was alone

I am called a liar

How could they make rock

into a wheel

Now, the sound of a glock

kills my urge to feel

I guess it’s true

They did evolve

Still, we don’t have a clue

how to get through a resolve

Everything and everyone

is not what it seems

If we could reach

the burning sun

Do we need anyone to preach

when all we want to do is run?

Maybe we landed

too soon on the moon

Because of all we’ve been handed

a needle is often served with a spoon

Does being present mean

being here and there

Awakening to the scent of green

pretending just to care?

 

 

Again, until We meet


The Dog knew it was Man’s Best Friend

He made his life worthwhile

as they aged, the Dog aged faster

And, as the Man aged, He ran slower

Their connection lasted through death

Protection then came by dreams

He knew He had taught Him well

Then, when His time was up

He no longer dreamed alone

Waiting patiently on the outside

With His lights so bright,

His best friend jumped into His arms

without jumping

As if guided by a leash,

He led Him into forever

Again

 

Retribute


I wasn’t born by a river,
no crow could say he waited nearby
for me to lay down or stop,
no bird to not welcome me a good morning
with an annoying but sweet song,
no man to ever say he got the best of me without me demanding that I was king,
no pastor, or rabbi, or preacher to not see my light before speaking their sins to me.

I wasn’t born by a river,
but I could get to one
and bottle all my troubles and let them drift away and pick them up on the otherside.

The Man who Grins


Pitted against each other

Sister and a Brother

By a man you took in

Who only sat back and grinned

 

Said you didn’t know

How my mind it would go

In and out of love

Still, looking up above

 

Things looked pretty and nice

Though, they came with a price

What made him so mad

When we all should have been glad

 

Time hasn’t changed a thing

With that voice, you could sing

It hurt me that you kept it in

Because of a man who sat back and grinned

 

We were supposed to be close

Who took the overdose?

No one did care

Just headed on to the State Fair

 

Remembering the beatings

You were absent for the greetings

Could a child fight the sins

From your man who sits back and grins?

 

 

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The Coming Out Party


It’s time

Let the lights shine

Break out the Bacardi

All Hail the coming out party

 

Might not be a big thing

Why don’t you see what’s underneath

Jump up and down and sing

Why did Eve have to wear a leaf?

 

Times are changing

Not so much for the world

So the closets are flaming

Even children want to unfurl

 

Why hide so much

When all love is hearty

So much Sweetness to the touch

Time for a coming out party

 

Break the taboo

Was it really written in stone?

Powers that be don’t have a clue

They tap more than a telephone

 

Raise your voices

And take a stand

You have choices

Hold the same hand

 

What a treasure

Make their hearts see

Pleasure is the measure

Just join the coming out party

 

 

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Always in the dark


Try to ask where you’re going

Sometimes

I guess it’s

not worth knowing

 

You play so coy

As if I’m your kept toy

Loving you isn’t always a walk in the park

That’s why I feel I’m always in the dark

 

Thought I caught

a fallen star

But reaching out for you

is stretching way too far

 

The wish I made

Really let you leave your mark

The way you keep throwing me shade

Ain’t no wonder I’m always in the dark

 

You’re still a pot of gold

It’s just that you’re too hot to hold

I think this is getting old

Somebody out there will break the mold

 

I’ll always feel the spark

When I can get you alone, one-on-one

Until then, I’ll always be in the dark

playing solitaire while you’re on the run

Playing Games


Playing games might be

Your forte

But you’re too easy to see through

Leaving you speechless to say

 

How the dog

got into your stash

Or how a frog bounced your cash

off the log

And how you almost crashed

 

But this game

is way too lame

Even for your future walk of shame

Who you gonna blame

 

Can’t change your face

Too caught up in the race

Gotta pick up the pace

Step back and know your place

 

Did the cow suddenly jump

over the moon

Be careful ‘cause there’s a hump

When you open your mouth and

speak too soon

 

I’m that secret piece

between trouble and peace

Can’t wear enough grease

To sign your next lease

 

Of all the empty frames

you choose to see through

Seems your new match has a clue

about you playing games