Tag Archives: Poem

Waiting on a world

Waiting with bated breath for a word to fall from a pen for a song to rise like wisps dreaming in expectant repose Waiting for the morning rays to crack open the Southern sky revealing the secrets only the stars were … Continue reading

Posted in Poetry | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , | 25 Comments

No moss

The stillness of the stone perching motionless on the grass unmoving yet content in its state of rest and blissful unknowing The force of the kick that propels its mass forward in perpetual acceleration rolling like the pebble that becomes … Continue reading

Posted in Poetry | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , | 32 Comments

The lightest cage

  I will lift my face to the warm sun as tears trickle down like soft drizzle I will not let their darkness be the iron chains that bind me to their oppressive presence I will let my words tell an … Continue reading

Posted in Social Justice | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , | 39 Comments

Mic check: V. Rodart

by V. Rodart Alberto Patishtán, a tzotzil mayan teacher from the south of Mexico, was recently freed days ago from a 60 year conviction of a crime he did not commit, from a trial plagued by irregularities, from a prison … Continue reading

Posted in Social Justice | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , | 8 Comments

Blurred

A thin line between occupied and free that loses focus under direct scrutiny and wilts before the truth A road nevertheless traveled between the illusion of freedom and the reality of the chains shackled to the heel of the suppressor … Continue reading

Posted in Social Justice | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , | 35 Comments

The mightier pen

I, Too by Langston Hughes I, too, sing America. I am the darker brother. They send me to eat in the kitchen When company comes, But I laugh, And eat well, And grow strong. Tomorrow, I’ll be at the table … Continue reading

Posted in Social Justice | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , | 15 Comments

Mic check: The Global Perambulator

The Other America by The Global Perambulator I write of the other America, the one in which I live. The dark America, the uncultured and raw America. The America that lives on the surface of its skin; you can read it … Continue reading

Posted in Social Justice | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 31 Comments

Mic check: hunglikejesus

Good Morning by hunglikejesus this may enhance your reading pleasure: Morning greeted me next to her. As sunlight strikes my love I am consumed by the emotions that accompany the realization that she is indeed mine. I have succumbed to … Continue reading

Posted in Poetry | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , | 6 Comments

Mic check: Skywanderer

Ode to a classless struggle by Skywanderer If you’d touch the night behind the future you would no longer celebrate the day, in the mirror of the angel you nurture you would behold a beast and a prey. If you’d … Continue reading

Posted in Social Justice | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , | 9 Comments

Mic check: Revolutionary Tears

Five Little Words by Revolutionary Tears Five little words Written on scraps Passed between hands Chained to iron racks Five little words Carved into walls As large heavy boots March through halls Five little words Whispered through cracks As they … Continue reading

Posted in Social Justice | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , | 27 Comments