Waterfalls

Waterfall

insightfully I try,

to string piercing words

and let them sing,

burn the ears off doves with ink stained notepads,

and steel encrusted mics,

while I stay with the beauty of words.

wield the power of a simple verb

though cunning catamouths might lay in wait

a steel booted step

and a stingy brim can gleam

thru the bamboo shoots,

rice paddies and cane fields

like a monsoon levels a tropical rainforest,

(not "jungle", that's Brazil)

bare it raw

descend on Kilimanjaro's peaks

with the Mau Mau chasing Rhodes

as scholarly as a missionary's bible

like a pacifier to a baby

yet I choose hunger so my

stomach burns

the way demonic ice

infiltrates the brains

leaving scars

twisted hemp

cat-o-nine tails

tobyless legs running in

molasses trying to master

wine

not knowing that drums

can't be silent when winds blow

and 4 quarters don't necessarily equals a dollar

and what's the difference between John Brown

and Howard Johnson?

Vanilla ain't my flavor

I like my sugar

ungranulated,

thick

twisted strands

caps the dolls of my

dreams

with a clenched fist

prong going through my tresses,

hoe the curried fields of my brain

letting the Atlantic Ocean

erupt like the cascading flows of my waterfall,

Victoria ain't an apt name in the heart of

Alkebuland,

can you feel the rainforest scream?

the body is rejecting that donation

and the transplant won't take

not the way Christiaan Barnard

took out a patent on heart transplant.

planted another false tree

in a petrified forest

and saw Eden become hell

Euphrates stand still

make Cain sing,

weeds bleed,

and graves grieve.

                   

you see,

we

digging holes but not

digging what we hold

hands out,

not hand outs,

its ten fingers looking

for ten times ten more

It’s not crabs pulling back

it's brothers pushing back

bending backs

giving up shoulders like ladders

step

reach down

pull and step

locking black future in an African dance

communal march to the doors of hell

be it God damn Gotham

or Washington

march and raze all

the stolen fields of dreams

burn flags that unfold to smother black babies

with a constitution

that constitutes nothing but our

destruction

destroy the mental chains

level capital hill

and capital gains

drag boots off the throats of the

first world

and see my black sons live

slice the insidious webs

of Pepsi and Coca Cola,

multinational plantations

2001 disguised puppet masters

feel me snip Geppeto's strings

let them take their wooden nose

that grows and grows

into western sunrise

middle eastern Egypt

Columbus day parades

and aids came from gays

Japan wanted the Enola Gay

blacks are better at sports

Elvis was king

Special kids can't learn

the meek will inherit the earth

driving Miss Daisy is a good thing

caged birds do sing

dogs are man's best friend

men came from apes

white is a color

slavery was ordained

heaven is in the sky

and I like living like this

so I smile

because I am happy

and blondes are a brother's dream

shit call OJ collect and let him

sing

crack Michael's shell and see what's within

then dare to tell me this

shit

ain't got to end.

Black Like Me!!!

Black Like Me!!!

Black like me?

How the fuck?

What way in hell?

Artificially injected melanin,

Chemical compound and a

Enhanced hue.

Al Jolson like mask

What!  What!

Living 40 years righteous and still on the ground

Scratching my ass to feel grains.

No fucking cheddar,

Cheese whip ain’t for me,

Slave whips use to be,

Cat-o-nine-tails and carpenters dreams

A million and one retarded teardrops that never fell

Drowning in my own salted sea

Screaming so loud only Lassie can hear me

Walking in public spaces and altering street corner

Realties,

That’s a birth right!

Brent Staples said that not me.

John Howard Griffin,

Black like me!

Fuck

Feel the rush.

Hear the mother fucking Congo,

Niger,

Nile.

That Atlantic Ocean should run red!!!

Middle passage my ass,

Fucking burial at sea!!.

Why do you think Jaws was so mean?

Turn the world upside down and made sharks

Fishermen!

Black like me!!!!

Fuck

You can’t dance to my drums

You don’t face the world knowing

That the only joy it offers you is death

Shit

My empty bags would destroy your mother fucking back,

Pack that shit in.

Analyze this!

Why does a black man enter a store and suddenly cast a white shadow?

How comes a black man can walk down a street

And

Lock doors

Windows

Drop drapes

Shut shades

Change the direction of the wind

 Make you forget what direction you are going

Intensify your love for god

And start you praying!

Funny shit

A black man can make most white folks believe 

They are all Houdini

He walks into a room and they all turn him invisible

Just stare right through him

Black like me!!!

Fuck a 24-hour nightmare

Try a day after day in your face fear

What time is it?

When will the boys in blue say

“Hey you” click!

Shit no

Boom

Damn it

Boom!

 Boom!

Boom!

If it ain’t aids

Its sickle cell

If it ain’t the grave then a jail cell

Trees consumed quite a few

Vietnam did a mother fucking number too

Mix 40’s and crackerjacks

Jack you

Your sons

Your brothers

Daughters and sisters tasting cream and forgetting

Chocolate

Walking in synce

Sinking their fingers into Barbie’s curls and voicing

Discontent with naps.

Dreading locks

Fools think are serpentile.

Black like me?

Sugar  water for tea.

Wonder bread and mayonnaise.

Please

Water can stretch anything that comes in a can,

Bottle,

Container of anger so torrid

That it burns the sun

Black like

Black like me?

John Howard Griffin

Pure

White fantasy

AMERI CAN

Ameri can not get with you on this,
But eye can and the plan is still the same,
Bury me not in a land where one man can call another a slave,

Abraham Lin con the world into calling him the black libera tor
The sheets off his face and saw, his notion of amerikkka wasn’t meant for me.
Kennedy got done and Malcolm said nothing but chickens coming home to roost,
Found himself on the grill being roasted by those he called pigs,

Bro, dig that foxhole deep cause they sure would like to see pens like yours asleep,
And they claim you have freedom of speech,
Long as what you speak isn’t in contrast to what they preach.

But eye stay conscious of the ways of the false iman with birds
Of prey on towers of
New Babylon, bringing fire, death and
Destruction from caves.
Stand me in a corner, pulling my card to see where eye be, what eye be,
It’s a headband not a tur ban this rage in me
Take the torment of millions of sleepless voices,
Torn from Africa’s most humble breast.
Ghettorized, terrorized, profiled on posters of stars,
Marked with red crosses and holimen sleeping with boys 2 men,
Pulling puppet strings, tossing pigskins, day time bats, and
Cauliflower ears for the years of cuffed hands trembling with Parkinson.
Now done at 41, tripping on my own
Dribble, balls without bells ringing in dreams marked with fist to
Walls and night cries of ten blonde cornbraids
And M & M nuts to Bubber Sparks, and Britney Spears
When it used to be Al Jolson capitalizing on ghetto styles yet
Ghettos rise and crack sell, liquor and cornbread, yet
SURR schools,
The headmasters can’t spell and the kids are the failures?

Black is evil yet white hides in light,
Shit pour water on my anger man age wine turns to blood of my
Blood boils as the Bush burns like Nero eating the flesh of
Pekinese duck,
Scuds, Patriots, ethnic cleansing,
And Palestinian homeland the source of strife?

IS YAR EL?
Bottles on bullets, India and Paki Stan off the button
Drop hersilles and strip mother earth cause trees can’t stand
In the way of progress, casinos and skyscrapers the tools of our destruction,
Global warming.
Ozone lay her with fatherless children crying in the night as they ponder
What’s left?
Them tired of this,
Courtney cries as the newscast despair with the report of
A downed plane, bodies broken,
Ripped the shield of invincibility,
They did this before!!!

Cold war, hot lead.
Dance Michael, moonwalk through the minefields like I got
Jammed in the matrix and there is no getting out, because didn’t
We see this before? There was
Somalia, there was Vietnam,
There was Korea,
There was 11
And 1 and on and on and on,
The blood flows and the dark man is called a minority with the
Birthplace of this earth
The third world???

Eye don’t dig graves for black dreams and it’s not what it seems
When they tell me my rage isn’t a de fense me in hell
Hold me back and stick pins in my eyes,
The broom didn’t sweep these lies under any rugs,
Cause Louima, and Bumpers, Diallo, Stewart, Jones, and on and on
And on the bible they swear that wallets are guns us down in
Day light my path to hell with these tales they tell
Times
They cell to the black man
Original sons of earth,
First world creators of the universe al envy
Their desperate shun me and mine sentries of putrid fields like it
Never was theirs to give me a place on this world like sneak
Thieves at the back door.
Cleanse the empty plates with wet lips and parched throats yet,
Eye stays conscious of the ways of the Klus less wonderers
Telling my children lessons not taught in schools
Where his tory is of me as only slaves, and boot liquor,
Drunk driver, pussy seller, stick up kid,
15 to life bid not on this
Stephen king saga,
No wool for the eyes of this
Sheep when I creep, but lion when I
Wake the sons of my son, words not guns,
Knowledge of self, kings, queens, marching to the drums of the
Congo, Niger
Nile flows with the tears of our fathers
A new world for my sons, daughters, rulers
Righteous Africans,
Original
Man.