yeah sweet baby
I hear my brothers’ heartbeats
and see yo tears of blood
dying fo our eyes
on dem cold fuckin’
concrete streets

systems made to kill
not heal
people gettin’ rich
off po’ mans back

so have a drink 
sweet darlin’
it’s on me
oh yeah baby
humans not made
to die like animals
on filthy streets

while people walk by
hatin’ the po homeless man
eatin’ outta garbage cans

police arrestin’
the poor
fallin’ down
from hunger and neglect

yeah baby
i hear
my brothers’ heartbeats
and see yo tears of blood

your piercin’ screams
echoin’ in da night
beggin’ one person
to give a damn
if yo sees
the morning light

so darling
have a drink on me
yeah sweet baby
this one’s on me
man’s not made
to die on cold filthy streets
and tomorrow 
it  could be me
it could be me

yeah sweet baby
I hear my brothers’ heartbeats
and see yo tears of blood
dyin fo our eyes
on these cold fuckin’
concrete streets … READ MORE

The Smile 
The Smile has a radiance of Power.
It can change the course of your life 
and others as well.
A Smile can be healing, I believe 
that it’s an indicator of love and happiness. 
I’d like to see a day when the whole 
world smiles at the same time all 
over the world. 
I think it’s the cure for just about 
everything in existence we suffer from 
in this world. 
I’m positive that the smile can bring 
us all together 
It is the key to unity & … READ MORE

livin’ and dyin’ on dem  cold concrete streets

virus ragin’ on

no place to 

sit stand or pee

not even

a garbage can 

so i can eat

tonite may be 

my last

on dem cold

concrete streets

virus rages on

no place 

to sit stand or pee

not even a garbage can

so i can eat

livin’ and dyin’ 

… READ MORE

“Oh, God! that bread should be so dear. And flesh and blood so cheap!” [Thomas Hood, 1843] 

I have 15 cents and the landlord with two beamers says it would be a hardship to reduce the rent. I have 15 cents and the shirtless man holding a crystal to the bodega window needs cereal and milk (and a Mug Root Beer would be nice). 
I have 15 cents and Mayor Breed’s aide laughs at me open heartedly over the telephone line. … READ MORE

12/13/20

Metal

Shadows of great metal walls have got me stuck in the maze. 
I look in the east and see warm mountains, where does that light come from? 
How did I wander into rain and fog and cold? 
I remember a day when I looked out from a high hill in the morning, 
Thirsting for water, my bones and muscles and senses broken, I stood there.
Then I sang from my heart “come, Spirit, come” and my heart became the living sun.  … READ MORE