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Systemic Risk

Who told you it would be like you said/(sarcastic chuckle) …how dare you speak thoughts hidden in your head../and…expect life to …respect your wishes…/…what the fuck did you think you were doing…/when you…/spread your limbs…/and asked the sun to… embrace your feelings…/now…burnt and broken…you…come to your source/…pray to a new force…/to…somehow …make it right…/listen…as…bright voice…exposes your surly soul…/calling to you to…/cast aside.. your black orientation../take on that…risky disposition…/that will…push you to…faith/to…power that you dare not…cannot see/because like…Moses you….would have to turn aside before you can…see the great sight that would…show you the love available…if you would only…let shit just fucking be…./that will…give you those…rights undeniable..if you would only…believe…and just…/fuck all that…”he promised me that special moon beam but tore through my dream’s seam…and she fucked him…like he wasn’t my husband…like we weren’t once a team…and my son killed that girl like…she wasn’t only eighteen…and my future is so fucking bitter…cos I lost my job and …my wife thinks I’m a quitter…/who told you that…you…couldn’t let that beast free…reach for something better…/taste…a new kinda nectar…/sing in harmony all by yourself to… a whole new score…/shit…live your life to the rhythm of a fucking iambic pentameter…/experience all new shit you never got to see before…/find and ride within His blissful ambiance…/let your Maker change your vision to a whole new version of…living…./in a different way…in the same world…./shit just fucking think…/and come up with a whole new version of you.

Amar-“To dance”

Moving past terrible thoughts/shuck and jive to a whole new vibe/pirouette to fine sounding duet/slip and slide to funky sound/funky love/deep sunken resolve/I indulge in new legal drug/sweeter than ganja/sensual like the samba/I relish thought of moving in time with you/through drumbeat/cymbal crash/stomping feet/unabashed/island wind through your mind/face pressed against the tip of my ass/ as you pass your palm over my belly/home to one of us/with hands above my head I set my feet free/I soul dance.

Obama 1/20/2009

I.
Switch in time/shift of tide/rock resting on sandy ocean floor/begins to move in time to a new sound…/water churns back…/fast!.../to unveil land forgotten…/bones besotted…/with the passion of long time past…/they clamor against each other for freedom from bonds cast in iron and rock…/eyes downcast then in death…/now lids fringed with kinky lash /…pulled up by praise reverberating for the warrior bringing new victory home…/land now free from shadow of a dome/ with…slick molten floors…/red slashed walls…/lash thronged backs…/crash!!/prison doors clang to stone floors…/feet dash/black and blue hands clap…/in synch with smooth thunder after swollen storm…/ancestors’ heartbeats bid them hence…/shout with one soul…/arise brothers…change has come…change has come…change….has….come!

II.
I sit naked and watch dark eyes…/chase away dark cloud…/on that dawn after the darkness/strength behind his brown stretched flesh/banishing visions of blade against throat/gunmoke scorching eyes…/fire scorching flesh…/of young dark man dangling on dank willow tree/I sit naked…./…flesh bumpy from the burn of strange imagination…/brought forth to all like me despite machinations…/by god killers to destroy the spirit of a land../hungry for a hero…/I sit naked…/soul yearning for the feel of a man unafraid to be brother…/expected to be father…/forever son…/I sit naked…/reliving my birth../at this birthing of a new time…/I give myself a new name.