Be the X
Factorization
can multiply
Poverty
times benign neglect times
Gentrification
times eminent domain
Cross Bronx
over community
Jonas Bronck
and Robert Moses
Act so
foolishly
One dead
settler
One dead
conqueror
Shape land
migrants tear limbs to pieces
Rare species
born from same toxic atoms
Phantoms
lurking in dark dreams
Won’t let
you realize tropical fantasy
Reverse
pilgrimage ancestral travels
Recollect
vessels chartered
Over
troubled agua
City of
bones will rise out ocean
Let gem sparkle
in sweaty palms
Criss cross
country find calm morning after
Shootout
concrete still simmer from slugs
Roll up
prayer rug inside project temple
All praises
flow out window
Smoke
catches cool breeze
Dry mouth to
divine ear wax
Drop
blessing bomb
So we can
grab piece of glory
Rub sunshine
on face
Even if eyes
open
Are you
still alive
Pride is
pa’lante prize
Retreating
further closer you step
Doubt’s
depth could drown you
Shallowest
puddles of Orchard Beach
Reach from
University to Gildersleeve
From Gun
Hill to Brook
Back to
Story and Noble
Clason Point
Gardens
Needs
quilombo’s courage
Stake claim
what little we got
Heart mind
flesh
Raised from
root to reach for stars
Outta here
on next gypsy cab
Another
parts unknown
Quickly
seconds fade
Fux your
copywritten realness
Better dead
demons
Bullshit
dues been paid
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