21st Century Hoodoo Man

( to the novelist Arthur Flowers) Ripened dreadlocks twisted of hope & filth Ancient crevices trickle through brims of his glasses While his callused hands hold mystery & misery, Any eye could see he’s a man of power A man who believes, Awakening the sleeper Protecting the weak & guiding the strong, For his pen stands mighty as blades Fighting injustice & questioning authority Advocating individuality even if it strays from social normality, He teaches to embrace the storm & seek thrill in finding your way out, He knows the world has run its course He sees the shatter skies And seeks waters of an arid earth Yet hope fills his eye & fuels his pen He believes that we all still believe We can change the world (for christorpher Higgins "get your rebel on" contest)