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Ode to Indigenous Women

Who are our greatest victims?

Our native women’s rapes?

Over half a century ago,

Their children were of age to

Be abused and killed

Then buried and abandoned.

Abandoned but not forgetting

As parents went unknowing 

Of their fates and kept hoping …

Their faith in governments

That oppressed them and forsakes

Their loved one’s destinies

That are only excavated on pleas …

And demands for knowledge 

Of their kismet to be able to judge,

Whether to move on, or …

Stay in Limbo’s nescience for 

Their needs are trivialized,

While others’ are optimized…

What’s needed to achieve equality

In attaining justice for all humanity

And not only a minority?

In honor of international women’s day against violence. This is only a part of all the violence that occurs against women in the world. Here’s to hoping for an elimination of such practices.

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Just Money

Just, lust, must,

Guts, gusts, and grubs

Champs, chumps, and lumps.

All in all, they all face the power of the just.

Who comes first, who loses is inapropos

As long as they know that injustices can’t go unpunished!

Crime, criminal, abuser, traitor, saviors

All have time to face the music, all pained.

Those who break it, must inevitably, dance to the tune,

The music of victory over poverty and those weakly,

Gingerly try to step away from heads that roll,

Playing the part of the weakling who’s accused wrongly.

Oh what would it be like to find a world where justice

Is not only a must, but applies to all stratas of societies

Whether poor, middle class, rich, or multicultural,

All revere the law and all that’s lawful.

Oh how convenient it is to fall into the cracks

Of those who judge others by their looks

Rather than their actions, that require faith in a broken

System that reveres the material more than ethics.

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Hunger to Survive

The lion lays quietly atop an overhanging hill.

He waits, watches in the vain fervor that his prey

Will come to him in deadly night like a diet pill

That will stop his hunger and permit his teeth to stay

Sharp, glistening white, creating a shiver of fear

Of their ferocity and ability to tear apart an arm,

Or important extremities that flash their spear

Of speed trying to outrun the King.

The atmosphere of fear is so authentic

That i can feel the lion’s eyes shifting silently,

Watching guardedly, waiting patiently to pounce happily

On his unsuspecting prey.

His jaws are cave like

In their imposing strength and bite force.

Never fear the lion, for you know he attacks

To survive not for pleasure.

Fear those who appear like sheep, but are

More serpent or fox, for their poisons

Attack the soul and destroy lives as if doing a favor.