Will You Turn Away?
written & recorded 03/05/2025
Will you turn away?
When the last domino before yours falls.
When the oh-so-disposable infantry has returned to the soil,
and the smell of strange fruit faintly taints the air.
and the smell of strange fruit faintly taints the air.
Will you turn away?
When your polygonous slates seal your fate?
When the grout of your grit is ground to dust.
When your coddled streets become lonely Sundown Towns.
When the colors of the wind only know One.
Will you turn away?
When ICE’s frost bites.
When your neighbors are torn, limb from limb.
When - nay - if you see the mutilation was
never Ours,
never Ours,
After your Third Eye is gouged by the Fourth Reich.
Will you turn away?
When Spring ceases
to birthe.
to birthe.
When punitive scorn has scorched the Earth.
When the Santa Ana winds only know Red.
When the crimson crusts, from those who bled.
Will you turn away?
When the nightmares become preferable to being Woke?
When the bough breaks, and time Falls.
When your cradles become coffins.
When your mirrors become tombs.
Will you turn away?
Will you turn away?
When turning becomes directionless?
When rotating reminds you all Things come back around?
When your privilege
loses relativity?
loses relativity?
When your domino tips...
Will you turn away?
When quadrilateral movements abstract into a cage?
When you finally realize We were never free?
When they come for
your Free Will?
your Free Will?
Will you..turn away?
When the rigor mortis settles in your
cavernous vessel?
cavernous vessel?
When you know what it is, to attempt breathe, amongst rubble?
When the Sunken Place is where your depth rests?
When you sink so low,
you believe you are Beneath?
When you sink so low,
you believe you are Beneath?
Will you turn away?
Will you turn away?
plato's republic
written & recorded 12/13/2016
I want the kind of love that knows no bounds
Where the smell of her drowns out all the sounds
And all the bile and repugnance melts away
And all of my sorrows start to fade
Into the abyss that was my existence
An existence that left me listless
Bobbing along, having no course
Only to be shored by her loving force
Her soul being my beacon of light
In all of my blurred lines, she’s mine of sight
A lantern in The Republic, she leads me out of my cave
Tendrils of deception and false shadows now changed
Propaganda of my past meets its challenger
An ode to the questioning of the great Salinger
She’s my Catcher in the Rye, Holden me close
If you didn’t get my reference, pardon my prose.
I just want the kind of love that lasts forever
That is as complex and beautiful as the ever-changing weather
A woman who encompasses everything that is beautiful and pure
Whose soul never makes me question her allure
Our finites on this Earth are our infinity
And her companionship is my tranquility
That is all I want, and nothing more...
Just to find my lighthouse that brings me to shore.
