The Imperialist

compassionate conservatives
save fetuses kill faggots
and pray

lady liberty
weeps a tragedy in spring
hide huddled masses

bomb the bastards back
to mesopotamia
the black gold is ours

ice shelfs keep melting
consumption is a birthright
buy more suv's

my father's father
plucked cotton for founding
fathers who plucked flesh

strip her dignity
pilfer her peaks and valleys
crown ourselves in jewels

duck a terrorist
back in the day communist
next month a neighbor

don't admit mistakes
paint yourself a patriot
concede basic rights

evangelical
chatter permeate a war
guised in moral values

and what moral values
exclude famine, poverty
and universal health

PicNap-Poetry 2.o

Now that the slam team is back from nationals in Texas, I can sit back and analyze how to improve on one of my favorite projects, the PicNap Poetry Series.

It's been a blessing to be able to associate with so many positive, talented folk. Somtimes the weekly series can be a bit of a drain... at least until I walk through the doors and see all those big smiles, to be greeted by even bigger hugs.

The homophobic, spiteful and jealous folk still hate, but they can't blunt the genuine energy that radiates from the Meetery Eatery every Friday. We truely celebrate all kinds of poetry and all kinds of folk. From gay to straight, to black or white, we embrace everyone who will embrace us without malice.

It's like a beacon to the sane who wish to avoid all the negativity in a city that seems to cherish it like a rosary to a nun. PicNap-Poetry is a bastion of truth, where real folk speak personal, and sometimes revolutionary.

I'm looking forward to 2007 already.