there’s many ways to greet one another
when we get together
hugs and handshakes
have been around forever
there are other ways that are clever
like the dap
which is a slow motion slap
in an intricate pattern of bumps
from one closed fist to the other
a common greeting for a soul brother
the dap
was born in shared strife
as a way of re-affirming life
the dap
a positive way
to get through the day
a comforting display
of brotherhood
back in the day
long before the final war
when forests were still green
and the waters in the rivers
ran blue
there was an age of wisdom
when a sage made his debut
teaching people the right thing to do
he appeared before young and old
and those that were smart
soon did as they were told
he gave them laws to live by
stressing equality
but these laws they chose to defy
and the sage went back into the sky
and mankind discovered the horror of war
and nothing was the same anymore
Before keyboards and computers
there were typewriters
transforming words into books
curious machines with odd looks
there were once
keyboard typewriters
single-element typewriters
Type Bar typewriters
Index typewriters
Teletype typewriters
and Electric typewriters
once valuable tools for writers
they’ve gone away
mere curiosities today
but once upon a time
you couldn’t write a poem
a news story or a book
without these machines
no matter how funny they look
he was young when he started clowning around
the world his theater in the round
he wasn’t the kind of guy who ever got down
I’m talking about Obo the Clown
he was known for his funny jokes
and appealed to all kinds of folks
by all accounts he was always merry
when talking comedy he was a visionary
he enjoyed playing the clown for the day
and being on public display
the best thing about Obo the Clown
is that everyone wanted him around
they gather under couches and chairs
little balls composed of cat hairs
people everywhere concur
all pet homes have balls of fur
the only way to make them go away
is to vacuum everyday
if you love animals that’s okay
and a very small price to pay
after a century the first thing I could see
was a replica of me staring with curiosity
we looked at one another
trying to discover
the mystery
it didn’t take long
to understand what was wrong
when I blinked an eye
so did the other guy
and it became clear
I was looking up into a mirror
and there was no reason for fear
but when I stood up
I heard a hidden gear
instead of my heart
there was a moving part
instead of skin
I had something akin
that gleamed in the light
and gave me a fright
until I realized I was still alive
even if my body didn’t survive
roots from the human tree
go back before
written history
root desires
built empires
root foundations
built nations
roots of war
lasting forevermore
the human tree
rooted in reality
and what we know
continues to grow
as new branches
emerge and get strong
and people learn to get along
on the tree of life
USA Memorial Day 2019
the young men were sent to die
by the old men who sat by
leaving mothers to cry
and wonder why
their child had to die
gravestones in military cemeteries
silently attest
that a country’s lost it’s best
we remember those who died
every mother’s and father’s pride
and on this sad day
we can only pray
for permanent peace… someday
I was always aware of someone watching me in the family
and it was oddly comforting but sometimes scary
like having The Eye of Horus or The Eye of Ra on me
no matter what I did or how dangerous the activity
That watchful eye followed me over the years
and helped me deal with my fears
sometimes, I look up at the sky
after all these years have gone by
and wonder why
I still believe in a watchful eye?
I went to a food party the other day
with culinary masterpieces on display
all the major food groups were there
the savory aroma was without compare
Boston steamed clams and Dixie yams
mingled with Virginia bred hams
potatoes and squash sat side-by-side
foie gras and other snacks with stuff inside
sweetmeats, donuts, and other bakery delights
took me to new gastronomical heights
it was the kind of foody party
where you had to be ready to eat hearty
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