by Raymond Nat Turner
Must each generation’s Shangri-La turn into… ?
Shangri-La re-zoned…
by Raymond Nat Turner
Someone, please tell me how do miracle-
Workers — with onion skin thin histories,
Bulletproof resumes — burst on the scene
Like an Aurora Borealis? How is it they
Magically appear, leaving long, terrible
Trails like super storm Sandy?
Must each generation have its own made man,
Master-teacher, messenger professor, guru,
Great leader, shepherding them to rusted tubs
Of beverage, and eternal sleep?
Will each generation have its own Jim Jones
Leading it to Shangri-La, re-zoned Guyana?
Raymond Nat Turner © 2014 All Rights Reserved
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