Dreadlock Man
Dreadlock man fi die
alone
As the slender figures with eyeless faces
Pass without rhythm in their strides
rightleftright leftri ghtleft
Over the corpse of the American
Spectacle
Laid pon pavement of city grounds
These grounds do not weep
Red riverruns and flows, reaching familiar
markets
Bringing a human fragrance to
mango okra yam ginger root
littering
the paths of church avenue and ocean
A scheduled termination warrants no
expression why ignore the truth
we ain’t see him no how no way nobody know him where he from don’t matter nobody seen him
He’s not us
So he fi die alone
Cuz we kill dreadlock man
Mimir
Dehumanization often
Lies
Patiently under the deviled mask
Of martyrdom
A message sharp to the ears of the executioner
Fully wanes in
Deliberate hands instead of rope to
Guillotine, dominated by
Seething, calculated white hatred
Misconstrued, lobotomized and repurposed to be
approved by conglomerate
Overseers
Dull hoods drape o’er the possibility of
Humanity, emotion, empathy
Sharp message now dull, now flat
fondled
Flipped to now restrict the souls from which
It’s purpose was bloodily conceived
A man likened to god is