Spoken Thoughts: Head on a Swivel

Head on a Swivel

I have to pray

Before I even leave out the door

That I will not run into or

Be accosted by

Hatred, evil and the law

My skin tone

Intelligence and all

Puts a bullseye

Upon my

Existence

Even though

My license and registration

Gun carrying

Regulations are

Legally obtained and kept

I am rolling legit

But that still doesn’t stop

A disgruntled person

Officer or not

To reserve my slab in the morgue

With their ill intent

Each day I spin the wheel

Pray it doesn’t land on that

I will never return type of

Deal

Always on the lookout

For black, white, Mexican and more

Blue lights flashing

Means be careful even more

Even though it is supposed to be

A comforting support

I don’t think every cop is

Ready to break the law

Shoot me full of holes

But with things lately

I cannot ignore

The black and blue

Coroner

Suspect DOA

Case closed

So I watch intently

The black cop who is trying to make

A name and recognition for themselves

Or the white one with a chip on his shoulder

And coming up gun unholstered

Should I be on guard?

No, but I don’t pretend that

Treachery is not out there

Each day showing me

Just how dangerous it is

To just be

Me

So

I will remain

Vigilant

From the chocolatezeus collection  7/17/16  ©

The Muse Speaks: Relational Effect

I hadn't put a poem up in a while and the muse has been active so here you go...

Relational Effect

We have

No past

No future

Even current movements

Are apparitions

If you look closely

Microscopically

Oh there love is

Still hanging there

Love and in love

Barely existing

A chuckle

A grin

No there is no

Beginning

Or

End

Does that mean

That there is

Nothing?

From the chocolatezeus collection  7/17/16  ©

Alone is My Home

I walk alone. Whether by myself or within a crowd. No fear in this situation or even the realization. Merely the way it is.

No, it hasn't always been this way. There have been a couple that I wasn't alone with. Chocolate Doll and Ru Ru had me not needing that.

Why yes, it is contrary to the fact that I do not let someone I like feel like or be alone. But this is not about being fair or equality.

Even when I get the comparisons to exes, people that others have known and the unknown I still keep rolling on. Alone.

What is my preference?
Well, it is not being alone. But I live in reality instead of a piper dream that is personally grown. Not being alone is great. It is the Great Connection, where you can be around someone else and just chill and it is great. Or be doing things together and enjoy it tremendously.

So, as I sit here looking at the distance between me and those in the outer circle. I see the ramifications and options. My feeling has flat lined. Empty ekg recordings.

I continue to walk talk. Gladly ready and able to smile at someone that can be next to me on this ride along. Taking away the concept of being alone.

I conclude with this smile. And don't be over there where you are being alone.