our prayers

our prayers our dreams as always about change for the better as in the ancient forms that red wined spilled coming back to the green earth our sorrows our sympathies our sufferings impacts our lives our prayers goes out to people who we never knew know of your latin, indian, african roots one's brown skin tone, complexion among many one's presence missing now with your photo clutched in round brown fists missing those elptic eyes like starlight silently weeping on the inside in a school setting adults and children come in all shades dancing in circles bereaved and bewildered how do we how do we how do we teach love sanity safety when we don't love ourselves with so little of our own an episcopal shadow lingers autopsy shows no more useful than liturgy ashes to ashes dust to dust sounds of thunderous gun fires everywhere pow pow pow pow pow is music sums up to our acquired sounds then what symphony is written in the scale and range of gun shots how do we stop the war how do we stop the war at home? how do we stop the war in the communities where people continue to kill each other like wild gorillas rather than guerillas that fight against imperialism and unwelcome colonialism? how do we stop the slow dance we call violence this shuffle that leads to extinction the avalanche of hatred the anomie of stray bullets totems of disdain of ourselves and for one another graphic picture of loved ones on the wall southern blvd blood stains that was scattered candlelights lit up east tremont ave who would ever study our bones and fragments when we are long gone? the guns roar the language of destruction the mental disbelief the silent sounds of silence foreshadowing our fate change now by fellow brothers and sisters change right now!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!