by BAR poet in residence Raymond Nat Turner
The US political landscape, explains the poet, teems with deadly, dangerous and toxic notions and figures whom we are told to embrace.
âTis The Season Of Suicide
by BAR poet in residence Raymond Nat Turner
Letâs go get stoned
Letâs go get stoned
And while weâre out
Letâs pick up six packs of
Cluster bombs from General
Dynamicsââbombiesâ for our
Babies and grandbabies to play withâŚ
Letâs go get shot
Letâs go get shot
Attempting beer with a
Notorious Negro sheriffâ
Judas Stephen Clarkeâand
Other bassackwards Negroz
Of the Thom-ass Clarence-
Strong-arm Williams TribeâŚ
Letâs go get screwed
Letâs go get screwed
By neo-liberal, lemon-dick
Dems, since itâs the season of
PSYOPs âsuicide coming once
Every four years, making us
Hurt ourselves⌠seven generationsâŚ
Raymond Nat Turner Š 2016 All Rights Reserved
BAR's poet in residence Raymond Nat Turner is an acclaimed poet and performance artist. Find more of his work at http://upsurgejazz.com.
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