The Poet

The Poet

Friday, November 21, 2014

Multiculturistc Myths by Ronald S Porter ©2014

Spider said to Coyote
I am you and you are me;
And, we are both Rabbit
But, few seem to know
Eden vanished long ago.
Remember what the Romany say
They came and took our land away.

Thursday, November 20, 2014

My First Good Night Kiss by Ronald S Porter ©2014

Hot summer night
I walked her home
On the porch I said good-night
In the diffused light
Trickling down the stairway
And she kissed me
She kissed me like
She was hungry
In every cell of her body
Nosey little sister’s voice
Announced, Ma, Paula’s downstairs
Kissing a nigger!

She cursed the brat. And, her mother
Called from the top of the stair

Paula, it’s late, time to come in for the night.
All the time
Looking through me
As if I wasn’t even there

Down The Block by Ronald S Porter ©2014

Down the street of broken dreams
Sag ass over-sized jeans
Faces hard as forty year felons
On children just barely into their teens
And everybody has a gun
Or habit or date in court
If he doesn’t value his own life

How do you think he feels about yours?

He would shoot you just for sport
Don’t get caught out of place
Don’t get caught without your ghetto face
Look down the block as you pass
But if you don’t belong there
I’d advise you don’t tarry long
Down the street of broken dreams
People can vanish without a trace.

Sight To The Blind by Ronald S Porter ©2014

I'm tired of my government lying to me
fed up with agencies spying on me
sick of the machine trying to be
the controlling fact in my life.

I've had enough of the President's lies
(You can spot it; watch the eyes)
weary of puppet masters who devise
social, political, economical strife

Meanwhile media moguls manipulate
education and information to create
discomfort, distrust, doubt and hate
to keep us fearful so we toe the line

The masters create and perpetuate fears
that has kept them in power for years;
Rob the masses to pay their own arrears.
But, freedom starts inside the mind.

Take the chance; risk the pain;
clear out the lies lodged in the brain.
It will prove well worth the strain,
the bitter pill of truth to swallow.

Truth is light; sight to the blind!
Revolution takes place in the mind;
We turn one heart; one soul at a time
Set the minds free, all the rest will follow.