Politicians saying there isn’t systematic racism in America is like having a knee on my throat while stating I have rights—America is a system with racism in it, to continue to dismiss this problem is to be complicit in its cruelty.
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Protest
Kneeling
Ain’t
Kneeing
Haiku #484: Gasp!
Arrival—inhale!
Wind laden with love and pain
Exhale—departed!
Breathing should be an inalienable right to all; it—breath—should not be pleaded for, nor withheld as a means to demonstrate power over another.
Haiku #483
Soul, a screaming pond.
Struggling for a way out,
—How am I not George
Everyday I wake up with a tinge of fear that it may be my last simply because my skin remembers the long history of insensibility—it, my skin, has been an excusable causality for unjustified violence…
Returning
Emptiness,
a river rushing
to fullness
Born full of void
each encounter
love and joy
countered with pain
and it’s undoing
like poems falling
from trees in autumn
swept away with
promises of returning
filled with scars
In the undoing
love remains
A river rushing
to a glass half-filled
part everything
part nothing
Everything
returns
whole
Haiku |Our Bodies
Love is not of us,
we exist because of it,
koi fish show no tears.
love does not weaken, confuse, misconstrue; but in our desires we blind ourselves to these truths.
TSH
Poem 49/365:2016
struggle to
love
everything
Poem 47/365:2016
again and again
the waves come and they go wet
to the sea again
poem 32/365:2016
I would be a tree
gouged by termites
to fill my life with vanity
or ungrounded such
that an ax or might
is not so needed
for as precious as air is
I must let it go
from the clutches of my lungs
so to yearn again—to live.
poem 29/365:2016
nothing belongs here—
to us even silence comes
full of love and pain
