Reposting Myself: Artist Fuel

Artist Fuel: My 1st Huffington Post Blog

Strange Fruit and the Seeds of Mr.Martin

The spirit of hate towards a child because of his race is an evil that has been bred in the hearts of people since the fall of man. 
This life was not taken in vain. 
This is the publicized sacrifice of a human being. 
This is what it takes to make people wake up to the hate and violence and judgement of others in their own hearts. 
My heart spills over with "forgive me" 
and "I'm sorry" 
and "thank you" to this soul.
His life has stirred so many of us to the sick reality of a society clouded in racism, ageism, sexism, and economic, moral, and social slavery. 

For all those who have lost their lives due to acts of violence.

For those who have fallen under the hands of their own brothers and sisters and of strangers.

For the race of the black people who still suffer under the conditions of a society brainwashed against equality.

For the ancestors.

Thank You.

Liquid Phase

Float across my stomach the way you do
with your free movement spine
Fluid like fingers leaving watermarks on my legs and thighs
my mind cant see beyond you anymore
You are my watery grave..
I've died this lifetime and have awoken to your smile
Your song travels through the waters of my psyche
The dam of my mind never thought it could be breeched
The levee has been severely damaged by your loving
You leave me to the release of my soul
I collide with you
Two seas become one
you have freed me with your flow..

to be cont.d