OH HELP GROWING WEARY
LIFE'S RUGGED MANY YEAR'S GIVEN
TO TAKE A SONG
WITH WORDS THAT I'M SO GREATFUL
THEIR WORDS OF LONGNESS
FROM MY HEART BEATING
AND MY LIPS REPEATING
FROM WORDS OF MUSIC
GIVING THANKS
PUTTING OH HELP
JUST IN A SONG.
Categories:
longness, devotion, words,
Form: Concrete
The lords who lords but none
Who have the elephant and Ahab’s for the crab?
Snake that does not like longness
Proving themselves lords only when ulcer belly cries
They are the lords who slaughter us alive
Like cannibals to their victims
As good as earthquake to the land
Keeping their pledge anti-clock wisely.
They are the lords who bite their mothers’ nipples
The lords who exploit not steal their siblings’ share
Oh! The lords who bear I and only I in their minds
Are thy not the lords who completed that road in their records
Change I plea you oh! Lords
In order to become the lords thou claim.
Categories:
longness, black african american, history,
Form: Sonnet