Best Socialself Poems
sitting fearfully
with stubborn resolve
warm cocoa simmering
amongst whitewashed marshmallows
puffed up with self worth
dusted with sugary arrogance
slurs stirring inside
endlessly whipping frenzy
to pleading eyes
she rode in silence
speaking volumes
that would sound loudly
what kind of world was this
that the light
feared the dark
instead of welcoming
the blending
for one without the other
would leave emptiness
filling the void with
tangible hate
teeth bared
without reason
lessons learned
at someone else's knee
wrapped up in lies
to be labeled
truth
still she sat
with the ignorance
staring through windows
from the past
with defiant intent
to change her limited view
of future expectations
in her eyes blurred images
of burning crosses
trees with swinging feet
and white hooded men
claiming superiority
in God's name
or any name
that would justify
immense cruelty
the past lived inside her
poverty and hunger
dark degradation
remembered in memories
of generations
spoken like fairy tales
but with truth's conviction
her papa had borne scars
engraved with hatred
into honeyed skin
of the shackles that cut
deeply into worth
and self definition
inside his eyes was
aching refusal
to accept so called truths
he and his papa before him
carried the scars
passing them forward
to burn again in new eyes
hoping and praying
to one day drown
fiery flames of pain
with cooling salves
of knowledge,
freedom
and most of all
equality
little girl dreams
are all the same
they know no distinction
of class or race
human rights are
inalienable
should be granted to all
human beings
yet some still ride the bus
at the very back
fighting to regain
what should
have always been theirs
watching the scenes evolve
over and over
reinventing prejudice
disguising its malicious intent
through concave windows
that catch an eternity
of tears
falling silently
from Rosa's eyes...
Masquerade
Tilt the balance scale gently
then to find what maybe
the culmination of action
speaking
doing
building by impression
the mask of another person
Eventually totality of what shall be
the papermache of opinion
constructed and connived
by inability’s pride to discover
face value
Convene then dissimilar life
for the other tribe to live by
so and so and they are
that
with the poetic justice of self satisfaction
misjudgements interpretation
forced onto the world of the dissimilar
someone
Intellectual Yobs
sanctimonious self righteous miniatures
playing with emotional aggression
attacking by loving
kicking by caring
until the individual is drown
maiming by demanding
violence by expectation
until the mask is patterned
Slap decisions
stamped estimation
teach by ordeal
be sure to be sure of exactly
who you are
paint their camouflage for them
in the colours
of your judgements
hold together the tissue of their life
with the glue
of emotional blackmail
For all the weighted years of empires
Stockpiled with human grief
For all the fallen towers of desires
From which love has no relief
For all the cargo of the heart and ships
Tossed and turned where water whips
Across storm battered seas
For all the load of civilizations
Buckling him down to his knees
He staggers on, harnessed to deprivations
Dry sands sucked bone white
Gritting in the eyes of light
No, not the donkey, he carried a savior
On a bed of palm branches and praise
Or the camel, that subtle old imitator
With Kilmanjaro on his backside raise
Even the horse would have bolted free
Saddled so long to the tumor of misery.
But him structure and kingdom fallen
Under a barren weight of other’s greed
Is harnessed to promise and burden
With no reward to restore from dry weed
His life, he eats the scraps of praise, lures
That makes us want to excel, yet deplores
The lost of settled home, the arid sense
Of children littering his shame since sired
At plantations whim, vacuous pretense
Of sexual dexterity that history inspired
And no reward in the imprisoned destiny
Handed to him for a cultural legacy
Do you know the weight of the other
The burden of history on his tired back
The dismantle heart, and no father
To boundary self in a void so black?
Do you understand how he self destruct
Brilliant in what his false history instruct?
He wants more than drugs for the drift
Of night from club to club seeking it
He has no base for promise or for thrift
Stereotypes walled him in, his spirit
Armed to fight, shoots blindly at the alien dark
Killing his own flesh, strayed children in the park
Look at the reward before him
How rich he grows on subculture remarks
The school dropout high on the rim
White status from covert commerce in parks
Where the broken comes to disconnect
From suffering and defeat of intellect.