“History repeats itself, first as tragedy, second as farce.” —Karl Marx
Bleach barker, low-Barr, last days of Pompeo—of
Decaying empire; of paper towel-tossing, pussy-
grabbing presidents… An a couple of big black
booties—a couple of pumping rumps are atop an
Ambulance as it attempts to transport mass murder victim #
300 something to some pay or die hospital; day 170 of the yr.
“If it bleeds it leads…” “If it twerks it works!”
Pulling the plug on police abolition and defunding dialogue; on
Green New Deal discussion; on climate catastrophe-drought/fire
Talks; And extinguishing street heat vaccines for the virus of
Troll Patrol in tow—Multibillionaire media has its game plan…
Booties call attention to themselves, gyrating, pulsating and
pumping atop an ambulance after another
Suspicious shooting sows shell casings of confusion. After another
Suspicious shooting—Spring Psy-Op— acts as a lobotomy erasing
memory of movement more grounded—less Ass—more Mass, more
Class in character—a fiery movement of rainbow millions!
Twerkers of the World, you might… wanna rewind to yesteryear(?)
Flickering embers of two decades that scorched apartheid. Dark,
difficult days after the champagne-caviar Cayman Island
Class killed King and LAPD did Israeli things to Palestinian-like
people of Watts. Days when a Watts Writers Workshop poet penned the
Poem with jarring title: “Ain’t no ambulances for no nigguhs tonight…” *
*Before he became 2005 Police Benevolent Association Man of the Year.
© 2021. Raymond Nat Turner, The Town Crier. All Rights Reserved.
Raymond Nat Turner is an accomplished poet and performing artist, and an official of the National Writers Union. Find more of his work at http://upsurgejazz.com
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