by BAR Poet-in-Residence Raymond Nat Turner
War addicts crawl ‘round Capitalist Hill
on hands and knees…
Pipe Dreams…
by BAR Poet-in-Residence Raymond Nat Turner
“Bitch, gimme a hit—
I need a hit, bitch!”
Tourettes targeted, punctuating
“Boots on the ground,” “red line
Crossed,” belligerent babbling like
A crescendo passage from the pit
Orchestra below… This world stage,
Where war addicts crawl ‘round
Capitalist Hill on hands and knees,
High beams on, frantically searching
For kibbles and bits–tiny particles of
Pretext— to put in their pipes and
Smoke to get that high again awaiting
The next domino’s fall in their pipe
Dream, The New Amerikkkan Century…
Raymond Nat Turner can be contacted at upsurgejazz.com.
Raymond Nat Turner © 2013 All Rights Reserved
Maurice Carney is Executive Director of Friends of the Congo.
Elias Amare is a journalist and editor at Horn of Africa TV.
Forrest Palmer is a native of Los Angeles, California who is now an electrical engineer residing in Houston, Texas
Margaret Kimberley was among the guests on Women Rising Radio Program 45: Resisting US Military Bases and Domination
The Black misleadership class are still up to their elbows in performative nonsense and class collaboration politics. They still act against the interests of Black people.
