White Supremacy

Forgive me if I do not take your hand
White hand
Leprous hand
White as snow
You sound like help and look like death

Forgive me if I do not take your hand
White hand, leprous hand, white as snow
your heart is too close to the skin
you cannot see what I see
Your deformity prevents you
from feeling the pain you cause

Forgive me if I do not take your hand
White hand, leprous hand, white as snow
I see the disease you bring
Hidden among your so-called gifts
Your virtues tainted by
The supremacy of your unclean hand

Forgive me if I do not take your hand
White hand, leprous hand, white as snow
The diseased heart has spread to the hand
You build your gated communities, armed fortresses
Of wealth, leper colonies, prisons of your own making
Separating you from a whole world of wonder

Forgive me if I do not take your hand
White hand, leprous hand, white as snow
You seek to unify YOUR family
By separating ours… mine
You burn bridges and build walls
Usurper of truth, teller of lies

Forgive me if I do not take your hand
White hand, leprous hand, white as snow
The lesions of your thinking
Discolored by the deafening roar of hatred, intolerance & FEAR
I could feel sorry for you
If it were not for the swift kick
Of your Jackboot and the Searing heat of your tiki torch

Forgive me if I do not take your hand
White hand, leprous hand, white as snow
The prophesy has foretold
You will starve, you will lose all you had,
You will die by your own white hand
And when there is no more white
Who will be left to dig your grave?

Forgive me if I do not take your hand
White hand
Leprous hand
White as snow.

White Supremacy?

O beautiful morn

shrouded and clouded in mist

fogged o’er secret Spring

Links to the Pond smlr

wake up now dear Spring

shed the blanket of morning

wipe the fog away

Secret Gatherings

Where, oh morn are you?

Where are your budding flowers?

Even birds whisper

Behind the Fence Line smlr

 

haiku’s on fog

The “end of language” is a new art project I’m working on.  This is the first image in that project.  I will be posting future images as individual posts.   For more information about this project please see the following page: https://onbeingbecoming.com/the-end-of-language/

end of language #1

The End Of Language #1

In brush strokes
Spring flowers white, yellow
Daffodils

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Spring grows warm
Magnolia trees bloom
Not for long

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Spring flowers
Temporal beauty
One moment

haiku on spring flowers

regal, pompous
purple martins majesty
live in mansions

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run, run away
a honking, snapping terror
the goose is loose

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blue heron
fishes in reflections
one stiff leg

haiku on birds 2

flock of pigeons
flying over — blue skies
poop on my head

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feeding time
excited sparrows chirp ’round
flower box

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egg adopted
screech owl hatches wood duck
one family

haiku on birds