To the Ground. A poem.

Reap the whirlwind of your faith The circuitous tirades and malcontent Of a tyrant fettered in disbelief Hyperbole and untruth May it shake you to your core And tear your existential mockery of existence To the ground. #BlackLivesMatter For more Poetry, click here. For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for the Sad, LonelyContinue reading “To the Ground. A poem.”

Treason. A haiku.

A treason of lies Trumped again, America Time to vote him down #BlackLivesMatter #Vote For more Poetry, click here. For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for the Sad, Lonely and Hopelessly Endangered and The All or the Nothing, available in print. Click here to find out how to get your copy.

So Many Ghosts. A poem.

So many ghosts Pleading from the past Negotiating with the future Throwing off chains And screaming from rooftops For attention in a sea Of ignorance Don’t shut your eyes and ears For these many ghosts Are deserving of respect And hope and love Or do you prefer Not to learn at all Like so manyContinue reading “So Many Ghosts. A poem.”

Democracy. A haiku.

Democracy died Because tyranny, it won. TAKE BACK THE POWER. #BlackLivesMatter #Vote #FuckTrump For more Poetry, click here. For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for the Sad, Lonely and Hopelessly Endangered and The All or the Nothing, available in print. Click here to find out how to get your copy.

March. A poem.

Your clubs and fists Your horses and mace Cannot quell or diminish Voices united as one To drown out despots And desperate hypocrites Who would hold us down With guile and inequity We march and pray We cry for justice And will not be overcome Because Black Lives Matter #BlackLivesMatter For more Poetry, click here.Continue reading “March. A poem.”