It’s hot to the touch Give me a bit of your energy Before my time’s up Will you stay the night? Dream in moonlight holding
Month: February 2024
Scared to death
Endless war Racism sexism When it rains it pours Religious hate Racial castes Is this our state? Will we last? I wish I could ponder
To be an organizer
To set hearts on fire To push leaders to lead With courage With conviction To unshackle the chains of Fear Despair and Shame To be
Words they cry out beneath the street signs
There could be a thought there but it’s no thought of mine Just another instrument of social control Like advertising careers and most rock and
