Word Simple. Harold J. Recinos

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      with lips that never

      move but

      you can plainly

      hear them, and

      they swear

      the poor are

      never

      overlooked

      and

      all the

      Spanish speaking

      junkies are

      cured.

      The Wall

      there

      was a time in

      history

      that never

      loved a wall,

      the fear

      that builds

      it tall,

      the gloom

      it so pretends,

      the weeping

      on the other side

      unheard by those

      who sleep.

      there

      was a time in

      history

      that could not

      tolerate the hand-made

      bricks laid on quiet

      earth

      convening

      mindless hate

      that falls like

      hail from the

      darkest sky

      to make compassion

      bleed.

      there

      was a time in

      history

      that dared not

      imagine

      the border

      snapped shut

      by a president

      who never groaned

      with guilt for

      God.

      there

      was a time in

      history

      that

      rejected all

      goose-stepping

      dreams.

      rejoice,

      there

      will be a time

      when

      heaven’s

      trumpets will

      sound

      to tumble

      the wall

      and

      the fool

      of all these

      thing.

      Been Gone

      spent a whole lot of years gone

      from here, disappeared in a pale

      world that never gave a welcome

      mat to people like me, and out

      of pure spite leveled point-blank

      hate my way. walked in too many

      places that turned from created human

      beings that wanted to secure sinister

      damnation for the brown skinned poor,

      lowly, excluded, left out and fucked up.

      knocked on a whole lot of doors never

      opened, lived the innocent years pursued

      by unmentionable fear, the relentless odor

      of death, and condemning threats from a white

      world with dark seeping in its heart. closed

      my eyes with every step, lined up in a few

      special places for bread, listened to the old

      women on the block with shrinking spines

      tell me don’t give up, and carried the kindness

      of Julia, Sonia, Joseph, Rudy, Tito, Carmen,

      Tony, Shorty and Lefty now become

      names on a block wall. spent a whole lot of

      years gone from here, never forgetting to

      scream for the tiny bones we buried and

      the people the world refuses to see that

      are so sweetly mine!

      Follow Me

      if you would walk with me

      down this wide street into

      another world, the people who

      know how to prowl in the darkness,

      who speak outright in the daylight,

      and take God with them, will greet

      you with smiles bright like flames. you’ll

      be surprised to know they have been

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