I wonder how to suffer, how to dream
when the schemes I consort in unravel
along the gingerbread trail of love and loathing
I wonder why
I wonder how hip hop stars
can stand from afar, call women whores,
bitches and "aint shit"
with serial language meant to murder
all meaning and purpose to better ends
and yet get the women
I wonder how men can molest
children and the blessed beings,
sight unseen, uncaring to the need
of each and every thing intrinsical
to the soft parade of humanity
and yet hook up with gorgeous ladies
I wonder why
I have to die in every love
which, invited to my door
wishes rather to do things
for the monster that hopes
to know loathing, above
all my cares and wanting
I wonder why I can't soar
I met Jerome on a busy city street in Baltimore, Maryland, when he was forty-five years old. On that particular day, I was out and about, enjoying a much-needed day off from work.
I wanted to purchase a sukiyaki sub. I parked my car in an area of
Carmen :-)
Profound social, philosophical and poetical expression... True Voice of the Master of the VERB.
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
great writing Tyler...floria
~ Sandie Angel a.k.a. May Lu ~