People I used to know,
People I don’t want to know, who are
Not capable of creating life, yet—crushing
Its beauty like the road-raged driver of a
Loose truck driven over freshly fallen snow on
The landscape, where kids played, now cried.
Agonizing people, with so-called pure
Blood racing through their veins, like water
Over Niagara Falls—crushing,
Until resting in a disguised flow.
My heart is crying over life’s destructive beauty.
While dining with questionable royalty,
Giving meals to those who are hungry,
Helping indentured servants over the fences
Of plantations with repressive conditions.
Setting caged birds free from beating
Their breasts and scared wings against
The bars of subliminal captivity; mending
Souls from despair of political fear.
Hear the rising voices of Bradley, Garvey,
Marley, Delany, Kennedy, Turley, and
Inspiring students at USC Berkeley crying
For liberation. People I yet to know,
Whose touch will be like the beautiful
Butterfly with wings spread, floating
Upward in such harmony with melody.
People whose passion will let us
Know, like Harriet Stowe,
How high life is
Capable to grow!
© Joseph, November 9, 2008
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Joseph S. Spence, Sr., is the author of "The Awakened One Poetics" (2009), which is
published in seven different languages. He invented the Epulaeryu poetry form, which
focuses on succulent cuisines and drinks. He is published in various forums, including the
World Haiku Association; Poetinis Druskininku, Milwaukee Area College, Phoenix Magazine;
Möbius Poetry, and Taj Mahal Review to name a few. Joseph is a Goodwill Ambassador for
the state of Arkansas, USA, a college faculty, and a military veteran.