by Raymond Nat Turner
On the “road to slavery, for the third time,” straw-bossed by “a Quisling Black bourgeoisie.”
Tri-tanic
by Raymond Nat Turner
Veering, weaving wildly, running over
Glaring white and amber kadrunkas—
Thunk-thunk-thunk— skidding off the
Bone-paved, blood-slcik, winding road
Slavery to freedom, for the third time:
Reaganomics Gulch; Crack Cocaine Cul-de-sac;
The Titanic this time, slamming into Iceberg
Slim, sprawled on stoops, porches, bar stools, high
Beams on crack pipe politics…nodding out 8 years
On Gitmo, droning, wars, spying, bankster bailouts,
8 years of *NAS Fathers Day, commencement speeches,
8 years of water-boarding with Cristal,
Judas Black bourgeoisie debriefing
Democratic Party patrons, backseat of a Bentley…
* N $#@%% Ain’t S*%^
Raymond Nat Turner © 2014 all Rights Reserved
“Disease poetics” has been part of global capitalism since its emergence.
Practitioners of the dark art of bigotry find a perfect camouflage behind impenetrable walls of denial to mask their wicked ways.
If Biden wants to help workers, he can fully implement the National Labor Relations Act, which hasn’t been enforced in 86 years.
Who Cleans the Country?
Broad sectors of Colombian society continue a national strike against the US-backed regime’s attempt to impose harsh austerity measures.
