I love my grandmother, Melba Burgos!

Abuelita abuelita no llore mas
Abuelita abuelita en su vida praying for paz

How did you feel before getting on that avion

English weak but your faith strong as back bearing jibaro burden
Decade after decade world turning always towards sunny manana

Hustle your way through factorias
Sowing lace luxury undergarments by day
By night open and shut down the Copa

Una mujer en la ciudad
Bailando until breakadawn

Ritmo mas profundo makes you sing along
Release all that pena each song

Large family in small apartments
Dreams squeezed into roach motel railroad
Prewar buildings born for arson insurance

Drama kept you moving
Hard to preach Que Pasa Power
When children are starving

Cornflakes with water
Ketchup sandwich bacalaito for breakfast
Yucca for dinner

May the Lord be with you always
We feeble fellow sinners
Don’t pass judgement on next brother

Who knows when emptiness will be fulfilled
Grandma’s hands crotchet Lares flag
Collecting dust in back of closet

Let tumbleweeds push past parched desert
Constant conversation with Dios
From your blessed mouth to beloved ears

On your side no boogieman to fear
Except monsters you been created
Image of Beetlejuice don’t say name 3 times
Appear instantly behind bad memories

Distraction is contagious
Top of head to bottom of toes
Become your holy gospel before eyes close

Shielding you from hood frights
City skyline in broken distance
Bedroom looking at Rikers Riverside
Harlem State building to Empire

Hardwired to hold on to hope
Kiss your bony knuckles to knock out negativity
Followed by heavenly trinity

Sunrise to midnight
Echandolo Pa’lante never polite

Your smile is a kite
Flying from highest cascada en el Yunque
Able to see Guzman Abajo
And look up at confianza constellations

Forever watching



Back amongst origins exploring again

Discovered old journals
Handwriting hasn’t improved
Barely legible hardly forgettable

So many nights still trying to understand
What’s already been said

This is not to make friends
Along red cracked ground

How does the view sound
80 year old trees
Whistle with hood bochinche

Who got locked dropped copped
Chopped stopped

Where did imagination go?

Nobody plays on the block unless
You got kicked out with nowhere else to be
Except dribble on a dry patch

Couldn’t catch the cloud
If they throw bombs onions in your wax gear

Wish I could be tough enough to survive a shot
Body and brain begin soul transition to otherside

Where you look back from old photos
Only revisited when they remember
Death anniversary and birthday

All the inbetweens hopefully had some
Laughter tears scars
Drifting out in the stars distant universe

Like your multi purpose
Electronic supersonic hood
Just like CPG except you live for infinity
Time beyond distance

If we was all perfect
There would be no wrinkles grey hairs
Missing teeth lumps where ain’t supposed to be
Eating preservatives

Run around the park
Get a couple laps to keep up that youth
Spoiled sitting on manmade carcass

Cold case still throbbing mobbing with sadness
No time for relaxing

Keep pushing no simple spaces lovely curves
More ugly words proverbs and psalms

Controlled remotely by robot making you digital
Supreme mind of knowledge criminal

Bless you until vegetable
Are you letting you?

Go how you screaming
Bless you salud dinero amor

Divine only helps
Those who help themselves

you already wearing your costume

What type of terror

Exist in murky blood puddles
Fangs dripping off flesh of fools

Talking live zombies at thriller video shoot
Past midnight when freaks been out getting faded

Sunshine cause vampires to hibernate
Put on a scream mask and sit in shadows waiting for next victim

Predictable outcome brother dies early
White girl is saved
Couple shouldn’t have snuggled
Surprising villain
Light snuff film

Sadistic psychotic within your optic
Locked in fantasies of massacre for times
Invisible bullies attacking you

Mosquito drones are tracking you
Metadata conquers metaphysical

Mediocre typical brainwashed leeches

Frogs jumping up down block
Spiders crawling snakes slither
Ravens cry never more

All a part of savage ghetto picture
Black white moody greys
Hissing radiators
Creeking doors

Who is out to get me
Demons and devils waiting whenever you ain’t ready

Eyeballs creep roll to slow focus
Teeth chatter from misty frio

Cono compai que lio
Without mystery machine or Scooby doo

Proverbial creep standing middle of deserted road
Lonely barrio with nowhere to go

Wasteland destroyed
Infrastructure damaged population
Controlled by government concentration

One channel clear media manipulation
No escaping matrix unless you conquered fear
Used as fuel for survival

Hope is vital
Faith is necessary
Love is revolutionary
When confronting scary cold planet

Time to be action hero
With horror movie script you been handed
Improvise inspiration memorize motivation

Tomorrow depends on saints and angels collaboration
Got God’s army prepared to bang out with Satan

Convinced 85ers he doesn’t exist
Easy to ignore evil

Peace and positivity belongs to the people
Righteousness will always triumph over wrong

Whenever you shook
You must resolve your foundation to be strong


my pillow


Don’t let your son run away
Hold him tight against chest

Until he tells you
It’s time to walk

Learning to talk
Comes first with a set of demands

Divine can lift you vertical
Keep marching towards horizon
Enterprising your energy

Vida is endless entropy

Letting dust settle
Before rising to next level

Volume surrounds whispers echo
Streetlights give
Glamorous shine to glorious ghetto

Scream at the sky
While walking over a bridge

Learn from subconscious
Give you instructions how to live

Gratitude determines your aptitude
Can’t complain if you slacking to lean

Can hardly dream if you only accept reality
Worth can’t be equated with salary

Cut the calories
Trim fat from diet
Please try it don’t fight it

Protector when patrolling playgrounds
Possible peligros

Stuck in same exact spot
Only thing changing is scenery

Same rock and tree keep passing on loop
Hasty pursuits

Faith can make you faster
All those accomplishments might gas you

Agree with your affirmations
Cultivate creative

Don’t let propaganda alter your native

Hold love in your hands

Don’t let anyone ever take it 


Hood Teacher Haikus

Affirmation Hood Teacher Haikus

Tell yourself each day
You are beautiful for real
Don’t lie believe it

Waiting for moments
Where your life can be frozen
Holding onto past

Crumbs on the page means
You writing some good tasty
Meals make sure there’s soul

Tired achy limbs
Pulsing throbbing joints sore cold
Massage the pain gone

I can’t give up on
A child who never had love
Each class a chance TEACH!

Young boys want to be
Spitting images of papa
Except he left THUG

caliente en las calles

Right around corner from the spot

Don’t let sensations be ephemeral
Handle your business

Sun reflects hood fantasies of going jamon
Crispy skin juicy flesh

Sweat breathes to release
Be careful who you swap spit with

Anyone who got a brandnew comeup
Who is this blowing up jack

Getting smacked where you laughed and played
Quickly young days pass

When in doubt say no
Have rights against self incrimination

How clean are your prints
State of art probation

In and out clean smooth
Sat stuck while world was dancing around you

Soak skyline while time allows
Ducks to cross river coasts

Rebrand the hood before developers invade
Thuggish soldier status
May keep crackers at bay

Beware; trademark and copywrite
Each good idea before it becomes a tshirt
Cup or bumper sticker

Can’t make up or choose family
Somehow exists organically

Headed towards another circle around sun
Looking for a better spot to fish

Even most gutter granite titerre
Got a plan for reformation

Can show prospects of brighter mananas
Mission statement should be
Forever sustainable legacy left behind

Indelible baked salmon lunch special
Indisposable cursed first impressions

Kept a great mask grinning genuine
Hidden pathologies inevitable sickness

Passed from generation
Clean slate
Remain dusty customers

In pursuit of barrio bliss for Borinqueneers

Gold streets promised
Never delivered



Prayer For Passive Resistance
            After Charles Mingus

So lazy I barely move
So lazy I barely move

When I get nothing
I got a bad attitude

So tired I fall asleep
So tired I fall asleep

Don’t know I’m fatigued
When I hardly reach

So angry my temper steams
So angry my temper steams

Lord I need self motivation
To work on my dreams

So push me to be better
So push me to be better

Been raining so long
Sun will shine
When I get it together

Grateful Instead

No thanks for old favors

Chessboard magnets for bad attention
No strategies freestyles fate

Every action feels like ain’t
Any disclaimer means just what you said

Pigs prowl like predators
Sucker jive slick senator

Exchange dope for hope
Elders grow lonely seek company

Smoke traces same spots
Been traveled in circles
Just to get back to where we already seen

Always on the move
Used your last no more

Find another empty space to be around
What have we recovered

Every word uttered sounds like same topic
Context can change your communion

Unseen documentary like tinted windows
Won’t let you see inside

Hard to provide
When you won’t switch  habits leading to decline

No rewind button barely make tapes to record
What have you loaded up

Folded up tiny bits of wrinkled paper
Can’t wait on the next individual to get mind right

Never allowed to take flight
Wasn’t given proper clearance

Call it whatever you want
Get green light and go

Why are you waiting
Satan resembles blue and whites following you
Asking you where you headed

Cuffs before ID back of cars with no rights
Still wounded haven’t fully healed

Just because you can’t name it
Doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist

Must be relentless in search of oasis
Script already written

How committed are you to your own breath

Past won’t let you forget
Black bruises on soul

Tried to fancy it up with dunks
Never can fake funk

Even wife will tell you
Glands excrete pestilence

Focus images
Trim your language

All natural local truth is free

Use enough to scheme another day
Adding up to prosperous future


Para Los Padres

Fathers’ Day Weekend 2013

Throwback isolation 4 walls
At your request for a moment to breathe

Cloudy emotions mixed up mental
Everyday celebrates your wonderful blessings

Just be thankful for all you got
in two blinks all that positivity can stop

Trips around origins signifies you been
Going in circles

Looking for what been lost
Cost of otherside fork
Too much you could never handle

Easy to ramble about close calls
Tight gambles house always wins
Easy to get locked on couch
Never head out
Even though beautiful days await

Hope you have been given foundation
Begin life’s legacy of healthy memories
Rising steadily overflow eye dams

Drip down invisible masks no livable past
Painful present with fatalistic future

Nurture opposite of pessimistic visions
Release your demons to escape
Lonely prisons

You will be able to hold your son’s hand tighter

Please gather the strength to become a better man
Lover scholar fighter
Soldier rock comforter role model

Not another so called leader whose message rings hollow
Years later no solid reflection to follow

Don’t run from your responsibility
Embrace the challenge

Amari wants to learn from you
Give him proper guidance

For thriving not just simple survival
Your presence and energy is vital

Be of sound mind healthy body developing soul
Forever in control aware of your surroundings

Keep good company proudly introduce your people
Don’t let your honorable history be a burden
A mystery allows you to turn from prior mistakes

Triumphs stand tall
Never slump chump

Essence got so much funk ritmo
Shake that good foot

Jump to grab a star from the sky to light up the earth
Cada cabeza es un mundo

Found my connection to multiverse
Keeping love in constant rotation

Your truest smile
Demonstrates infinite worth


Sale ahorita

Can never leave

Anticipation of too much to come
Want a part of the action

Even though bell ringing
I’m still here searching working on a masterpiece

Won’t cast a jinx black cloud
Trademarked frownys scowl across brown triangle

Love peace happiness
Bulldozed rose bush

Remember EVERYTHING you can
For time remaining

How much more explaining does divine
Has to remind you on daily

No failing admitting shortcomings long goings
Carrying dropping logs

Science building less destroying
Employing abilities in tune with faculty

Streak of independence
Abolish referendum asking you for more freedom

Seeking royalty within reflection
Please don’t get too twisted
So your movements are impaired

Life is dark project stairs
Where everyone stares at the ground

Sky is too bright
Even hurts to look at your shadow

Pour a gallon of your regret in the gutter
So you could regurgitate all the hate
Painful poison numb your own noise

Complex symphony glorious ghetto imagery
Broken hearted window symmetry
Jagged dagger sympathy

Grand dragon government wizardry
Hunger howl til echoes in brain

Heavy steady burden higher burning
Halfway learning leads to weak application

Wandering while rambling
Unfocused mission statement

Copy that carbon footprint
Matching unique finger

Be the suit not that hanger
Make the beat write the song
Construct a banger top pop chart

Chopped slopped
Spark after screw rolled a lil loose
Almost like a lil space in noose

Slight dash of lies with harsh truth
Candles won’t provide proper wattage

Only back to essence origin
Where we all started

Individual to collective
Stark difference illustrate perspective

Color shades dimensions
All the jails our minds kept in

Isolated direction
Without opportunity to network

Make connections
Look in eyes to acknowledge existence

Absolute miracles we are still living
Lift a glass burn for those gone

We always mourn but
Celebrate a chance to smile and laugh

Funny how fast our magical lives pass


Smack City

Smacked lifted

charged up non pg 13 version of explicit life
turn off lights but keep electricity flowing

enough to return in one piece
to explain origin of debauchery

taught to see stranger danger
as they plot long range

hard to rearrange pieces to fractured skull
when push pull factors have been negated

frustrated gentrification creeper faster
than dust on face hard to run race
when every move is watched

who is forgotten when only faded mural remains
emptiness riding on desolate train

kids gone blown past curfew
stuck molly in butthole
still channel surfing bad girls club
gangland teen mom
ring alarm media brainwashed youth

metaphysical parody oppression psychological
grey clouds pits stink smell
like harsh truth light henny

an existential abyss
doing more pullups than pushdowns

upchuck purging poisons
add antipathy for cold antipasto of apathy

laugh at our own demise
complicit with early ending

far from happy
good doctor said peace is absence of tension

backedup rage won't let page turn
when mirror reflects blank stares

gave 2 thumbs up for instant approval
stark perusal at bleak record on repeat

gravitational pull falling apart from center

half was a mistake
other you don't remember


brown skin baby...

Because you are brown

You were born in a trap

Set whenever you attempt

To obtain your freedom

Looking like a new book

New friends new mind

Trap says you can’t do it

You are not smart enough

You are not beautiful enough

You are never enough

You believe every doubt

As easily as you eat

Because you are depressed

You don’t even try to smile

Frown at your future

Fall in love with false philosophy

Feel like presence doesn’t matter

So might make self disappear

In a heartbeat

Because you never listened to wind screaming

Your life matters

But only if you love this moment

Make an infinity of right nows

Probably manana

Because you write you have to

Love palabras

Show silence exactly how you feel

Violence tries to kill everything

You already sacrificed

Because you thought twice

In that blink bounced

Better opportunities to build community

You need to start giving more hugs and kisses

Daps and pounds

Attack what attempts to censor your every measure

Gain knowledge wisdom from each lecture

Because you were stuck behind forced to play catch up

Game is over once final buzzer rings

Overtime when successful strategy get applied

Because you are tired too sleepy

To finish the work you have started

Rest in power to dearly departed

Welcome to babies who just arrived

Because you are breathing

Born to survive beyond ghetto existence

Next level constant elder elevation

Because you are loved

You must manifest

Ancient ancestors liberation

Blood humming inside you

Because you are here

You are vital to us

Because you are my familia

You have mi amor and trust


ju heard?

You heard

Dame la botella so we can get right
Pour me a swig so we wavy boi

Pause so I can get a sweet flick
I’ll swing all over the bars
Just to make a public spectacle

No belt
See my sweaty wedgie

Fuck it top 5 who really cares
We doing pole tricks til we get to the city

Watch out
I wanna bust my ass and look foolish

Clueless we dropping liqs everywhere
No respect for NYC
The city shits on me
Why I gotta care for someone else

Once I become major league
Gonna be a guaranteed block party
For everyone each night

I know the hood fucked up like me
Prospects for future all time high
I can get off ten deep on one bluntville

Ain’t nobody got time to be relearning shit
I already forgot

We out to the otherside
To do absolutely nothing

While saying very little
Although we gonna be loud as fuck

Costs to be down with cool kids
Privilege means you got responsibilities
And shit like that

None of them can fulfill
Except eager stereotype
You reject and confirm as you burn
Before during and after school

Lunch never tasted so good
Understand life expectancy of hood
Is hush conversation so consciousness
Camouflaged like cargos carrying nothing

Let’s make it happen
Chasing empty dreams on a path to perdition
In unjust system showtime with street rhythm

Brolic with nonsense to get most attention
Pretending never concerned

But deep down scorned by scars
That won’t heal
Won’t get too deep to reveal
Precise autobiography you don’t deserve
The truth only censored

730 act designed to convince you
Lack of currency urgently hiding
Courage easy to procrastinate
Except you are no longer young
With fewer options

Death has knocked too many times
You never cashed a blank check

Written to you dropped from holy heaven
You don’t believe in self
Much less fake friends

How will you make it

All depends


mira esas caras

Look at those faces

Mira esas caras
El cielo winks and smirks

Got me believing Divine
Had fingers crossed when he was making us
Promises he would eventually keep

Did your hustle add up to enough merit
Gifted and talented status that distances you
From your hood hardly recognizing your roots

You was on the block they discussed in class
And didn’t find any of those pathologies or theories
Cited in academic articles footnoting your faith

Laughed at lectures because professor ideas were all wrongly
Based on faulty research

Patriarchal genocidal white supremacy
Hierarchy fallacy of savage natives
When all they do is take our creation

Wonder why we so impatient
We living on borrowed time
Was loaned Smoking Lovely
Was supposed to return it in two weeks
Overdue charges
Were worth all the bad credit

Need to chill soak in the ocean skin a sponge
Heart a drum to make the waves
Crash against mind’s shore
Memories overflood motivation
Until immobilized watching the movement maintain

While yall were up in VIP
We were behind the velvet rope in the rain
Hoping to shimmy shoulders until sweaty

Shake off ancient oppression lethargic lint
Clinging to static shock as erratic clock

Second hand skips precious few moments to never return
All that privilege low on totem pole

What did weactually learn as the mundo turned
What did we shout to make the world stop spinning

Silent screams won’t deliver destiny
Exclusive 16s might make you platinum

The sun will give you a shout out
Only if you up in time to hear lovely livelification

Don’t let that determination turn drowsy
Beautiful day even if it’s cloudy
Sky said what’s good fuck your frownys

Don’t slide with fiction stay true to your honesty
Any probably should be most definite certainty

Universe has no sense of urgency
But a thunderous cackle at your agonizing absurdity

Mumbling your definition fumbling with your tradition
Bopping on the block please stop bullshitting

It’s raining because Jesus Christ
Crying at how we living


peace chewy, mr. h, biggz, shyne, s gramz, every other shorty.

Yung Boi Swag

How you get fucked up in your own dreams
Fist moving mad slow
Aggy cuz I can’t G mack
One day I want a scar right above my eye
If you go in gotta be hard
No soft punk shit boi
I got that matrix swag
Flipping on these bitches cuz
I’m never cuffin my chat game wavy
Silva surf on dumb smut
For enough brains to make me smart
Sucka wanna front got the ratty on deck
Hammer make your brains spill
Until I catch a victims respect
Street sweeper will clear the block up
Fiends need fresh work for me to chop up
How you figure I’ma get locked up
Nah that’s for stupid dudes trying to get caught
My thoughts is worth millions
Mind built for the highlights of the game
Hood is lame I’m loyal to me
Purpose son is to keep shining and stay free
Young and wild be this way
Forever until infinity

Chill why you trying to play me
Curious about the corner
Don’t try to violate
I’m bout to fix and wash you up real clean
Brolic monster about to go
Funkmaster Flex and HAM on you
Aight then how you feel
Mental mixxy off what I’m sipping
Toxxie my liver finished
They watching too many movies
Trying to be characters
Bootleg on the avenue
Would let you know what the shit
Is about but you ain’t seen it yet
So I don’t wanna blow it up
Don’t hold up roll up
Put your true feelings in the sky
Be real with the mirror so the universe
Will see your honesty clearly
What will be the final verdict
On that exclusive you haven’t even heard it
Hip hop quotables verses hot fire
Enough to melt freezing temperature
In middle of corazon

I will squeeze first then run

peace willie. enjoy exeter.

“You expect the spotlight to be as bright
As the last time you got on stage
But the page flipped
& you got left out the next chapter”
 – Word to everything I love, Willie Perdomo

All your references have been misquoted
Your historical realities have been distorted
Footnotes been found out as false
As your pain emphatically placed between parenthesis
You figured the reading wouldn’t start on time
Fronting to be fashionably late to your own feature
This presentation co sponsored
By doubting Thomas foundation
Your confident culture coalition
Advised by outsiders antagonizing your apathy
Imagined those bright lights to take to bigger cities
Still by the streetlights you haven’t traveled
Beyond the 4 block radius of your hood
Magnus opus magnified by your misfortunes
Misread your own palms           holding on
Instead of letting go       hip hop quotable
Vocal trapped local      waking up everyday in the hood
Just blinking                  you won’t go global
Journals been jogging                no looking back
Lyrics versus spirit on this mission

Make a quick pick                    so you can hit the Mega

peace tony medina

How to Be an American
            After Tony Medina

Adopt the Constitution as your Holy Bible
America Fuck Yeah is your ring tone
Pledge Allegiance to Fox News in HD
The Declaration of Independence was
only kidding about equality
Uncle Sam is always pointing out he wants you!
Captain America and Superman
are the Department of Homeland Security
Speedy Gonzalez and Taco Bell Dog
are your Mexican Idols
All Country and Bluegrass songs
will have Shake What Your Mama Gave Ya remixes
Follow your TV’s instructions
Sell your destiny for discount on Ebay

Have corporations sponsor your body
This synapse has been sponsored by Cisco
Every nipple named after Nextel
Lips provided by Loews’ Cinemas
Eyes reflected by RayBan
Medulla Oblongatta by Microsoft
Air you breathe provided by Apple
Private parts endorsed by Nike Just Do It
Describe all of these brands louder than your last name

Realize the President is more powerful than the Pope
Sell dimebags of democracy downtown
Hustle your halo why are you still holding on?
Consign kilos of confusion
Corner the markets with colonialism

Have a business plan for your beefs
in this day and age
no reason you can’t profit from pain

Buy freedom from the local farmers
but you will find your future in the freezer
right by the rotisseried bald eagle
meat juicy crunchy skin
tasty enough to suck marrow from bones
whether you like your liberation

fried or roasted


back to school


Shorties are leaning
Barely dreaming

Just moving through the day
Waiting to get to the night

Facing all their frights
As the light grows dimmer

Eating breakfast as dinner
Never feeling a winner

Always called a sinner
Never a saint

Painted pictures are murals
Telling dead homies to rest in power

In final hours just burning sour
With extremely sweet wraps

Show me what you got
And I’ll let you go

Cherries glow under chinky eyes
Never focused on the prize

Promise never delivered
Returned to false hopes

Where bubbles disappear
In foul breeze

Seizing the spirit to pray
Take control of time

Make those moments work for you
Minimum stage
Maximum gain

How will you profit from your pain
Instead of syndicating your shame

Wanna talk to young G’s
Partners are posers
Lames who play same mind games

Nothing left but
To stay brown and grow old

Keep your crown shining
Be brilliant and bold

pause and


something actual past unrealistic

soul's inspiration will take you past current earth

wanting tomorrow's sky to take you away

leaving on that next plane

just because you played

doesn't mean that you made an impact on the game

bleary eyed but got no reason to be mad

tired haven't comprehended

difficult deadassness of sadness

made a mess of your stresss

never could rise to the standard of success

held back within a harness around your hatred

so impatient could barely wait to levitate

white concrete with chocolate soil underneath

un nino bueno

slowly building heat boiling releasing steam

captured on sweaty windows

put up a guard to find your god

please don't fall out the picture

all scriptures translated for holy gospel

nothing sounds impossible

unless you are out of view


Stay on task

continue to be proactive towards success

only one standing in your way

is your shadow

can't blame another for your stalled progress

consequence might be immediate or delayed

either way

you must face forward

never behind

2 lights left circling 24 hour deli

toasted sandwiches available

when belly growls

wind howls matches mean mug scowl

owls never close their eyes

white owl cigars make you addicted to more lies

sounding like truth

fast food delivered sloppily

opening  foggy eyes making blue skies seem cloudy

grey dulls sharp shoulders

jagged elbows becoming smooth joints

make up points to project emjambment

allusion to aversion feeling pain in person

still searching for purpose beneath surface

weight on world heavy burden on delicate back

we all have many theories

how many supported with actual facts

no no you relax

how when

no moments ever tranquil?

Always keep it moving

not even a second

to dream away day

peace mikey and corey, all pets go to heaven.

Light that shines special

for Mikey and Corey

can never forget you

thank you for letting me pet you

scratch that belly

behind ear below the fur

we all have constant itches

glitches in finite matrix

allowing for human contact

never domesticated

each moment was sacred

passionate solo if only just to dream

watch streetlights dance across

tomorrow's hopeful horizon

don't let the wind take away your ham

how thirsty are you for success

instant comfort mere humble mortal

blessed clock ticking away

from moment you emerge

make every word count

can you add up all the afterlifes

you wish you could regenerate

following tragic deaths

not a game

every day practice to refine

your simple skills

of breathing eating sleeping repeating

keeping company

bundle up snuggle to keep heart warm

safe spaces

that allow you to share

creative journey

a dot

pinch of dust

on a Planet Rock that can't stop

won't stop sun will continue grooving

moving towards love

around every corner

never worry

always walking beside

Mikey meow

Corey bark

in doggy kitty heaven

forever staying alive


visiting andover 15 years later pt 2

…...these buns may very well be....
after AfLatAm 45th Reunion Weekend

blessings cloaked as controversial rejection
passing denial deaded with polite décor

mellow magic bedside manner so fidgety
you killed the mood even before possibility

let's broach bullshit approach nostalgia
with sense of getting family comfortable

presence requires greatness beyond sacred

what awaits after Great Lawn walking out
on song and dance same ol' shuck and jive

dig within archives to find ancient footage
timeless elevation

please crown me king
but don't call me brother
if you don't share my hustle

abstract art needs better frames
reference forgotten ideas fast

as smoke dances
under quiet streetlight tailgate

we fail to escape barbed wire gates
wrapped around memory lane

you have an obligation in perpetuity
preach community pride fluently

code switch at speed of claves clapping
behind your deeper conversations

adding action to jovial nonchalant rhetoric

give you imperative incentive
to respect my inherited Spanglish slanguage

visting andover 15 years later

Non sibi - “not for one's self”
FINIS ORIGINE PENDET - “the end depends on the beginning”

lawns are great if you own that much property
bequeathed on your behalf
ain't gonna get beheaded
because you could buy your way out of that jam
perpetual plans extend long past original epiphany
realize no one will give you a sympathy for failure
to follow through only fool left is you
standing in mirror under street spotlight
declaring you want to be the star of your own show
lack of sellout means you have stayed true to your story
sacrificed childhood so your future would be misunderstood
told you as many ways as possible
your life has to be the opposite
logic based off ghetto conflict
why do our people hate each other with such vigor
ancient history can be found in recent pictures
what purgatory exists in the miniscule middle
what are the riddles and reasons within your rhymes
back to revisit those good ol days
where your hunger was louder than whiteboys rock next door
when you could ask so much
comprehend absolutely nothing but just enough
acting so tuff to cover up issues at home
bubbling below surface could sense tension
when back from vacation any freedom is welcome
when off school plantation
who knew you be saving your father from being a vegetable
somewhere somehow there is truth in all those jive stories
made me look at my block Clason Point Gardens
between Lafayette Metcalf Noble and Story
beauty of barrio barred like barbed wires
telephone cable someone roofed old Forces
source of inspiration declaration wanting recognition
someone got to yell from benches in back park
WE ARE HERE been deep rooted like roses soft thorns
why do we bear burden of distant scorn
vagabonds who carry contraband in worn luggage beneath eyelids
so when we blink you can unlawfully search our curtains
releases shackles surroundings ankles wrists
brain stopped and frisked whipped into red velvet cake batter
one more ingredient in devil's apple pie
make sure your seasonings sazonrific
soul been solid
lyrics are liquid
molecules disappear to gas


good night gorilla, good night moon

Anocheci enfermo
            Amaneci bueno…..

                                                                        -Jay Wright, “The 2nd Eye of the World”

watch the clock
run away without any sleep
during quiet twilight hours

should have taken sedative much earlier
to calm down caffeine

glad to make mother into grand generation
moves faster than you can stand

take steps deep breaths oxygen enough
to rock you to slumber comfortably

love the space given on divine clouds
connection to earth’s crust

truth is snoring loudly with eyes closed
slow motion slur

times passes so quickly all a blur
ponds and puddles never disturbed
try skipping rocks across wet surface

Jesus marched faithfully over deepest waters
you can barely take acid rain drops
stinging you on both temples

what images and memories
dreams and doubts dance around your mental

is it possible replace your escape
staying stuck within stubborn mindstate

don’t show up for your blessings too late
resurrection will give you a chance to elevate

Life will be better when you awake