the man on BET said that people are not making long-range plans
stock is not in demand the bubble has popped nobody’s thinking toward the

future the jar under the mattress may be seeing more use than our atm cards

these days the bill collectors swoop like vultures eager for the kill while the middle east blows up children vanish hate crimes rise hatred burns and the president flexes legions its all we can do to keep up even the rich live in the now

corporate icons fall in new world order and the times demand full attention to the world’s shared heartbeat the realization of forever in the now reawakens and god forever peace memory arises with a fierce joy that rattles bone and quits jobs and cheats lies kills covets and steals to grasp and own what has never been ours alone with each beat of our shared hearts the world draws closer to the brink of something

no one knows what exactly knows when how or who will bear the knowledge of light’s last knowing before dark but it is coming like spirits born in the heart

of atlantis hurricanes race a blood-born path to assault shores of decadence and greed screaming africa’s pain to god and all of creation something smiles beyond

recognition awake in the back of our minds a clock ticking destiny’s time counting down toward the other side of tomorrow the knowing beyond thought memory
rebirth houses of saints and sinners that wail spirituals with soul-rent passion

holy ghost-filled sanctified soldiers of god share souls in glorious rapture also recognizing that something beckons with bloody talons signifying the desolation of fallen angels fat from eating souls of light tomorrow isn’t there its gone yesterday never existed except in some sitcom nightmare of strangers and lies plans dissipate like wind in this climate of total war body eclipses soul and nothing is

sacred except the moment each breath a gasp of life’s sweet taste the moment a light of sun rising into something that is making people not want to make long range plans like the man on BET said

tonight