Being Human

Just because it’s doomed to burst, the bubbles I blow from this plastic wand, still float as far as they can.

Blow me some metaphors
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Like.Color.Simlies (B.R.Y.)

The Color Like Black

black like the depths of space,
black like the coal miner’s face,
black like a sun that’s died,
black like the middle of my eye,
black like my momma’s hair,
black like batman’s lair,
black like the muzzle of a gun,
black like the robes wrapped around a nun,
black like the ex who left,
black like Kweli and his friend Mos Def,

The Color Like Red

red like the setting sun,
red like the blood dripping down your gun,
red like the Christmas crabs on the beach,
red like fire rolling through the trees,
red like ruby set inside my ring,
red like a hawk has upon its wing,
red like a badge of courage in war,
red like her dress dropped on my floor,

The Color Like Yellow

yellow like waves of grain,
yellow like the stains of acidic rain,
yellow like the Simpson’s skin,
yellow like the albacore’s tail and fin,
yellow like lemon sitting in my tree,
yellow like the lion with Dorothy,
yellow like chick hatching from an egg,
yellow like light between green and red,

Green My Eyes

GREEN MY EYES

A pretty smile

And green my eyes

Like firefly lights

 

Earthquakes split the ground

We break like drifting ice

Up and down

To Africa and Middle East

To Gulf stream waters and Chinese seas

We say we dream of peace

We say to us,

We hoped breaking books would cut a change

When all the water went dry and the dinosaurs still devoured

The green

 

Blood mixed with oil burns both and kills both

Love mixed with hate is the same

Is my world

Our world

Crooked or straight there’s no where to turn

And no one has anything new

Nothing is pure, not even babes

Who breed controversy before their births,

Genetic preordination…

 

We divide to divide

Division is our favorite kind of math

We subtract

And attack

And take flack, so we refuse to step back

And retract where we stand to make land

For all the thoughtless things that trickle through our heads

And out our silly little mouths

And silly little comments

And crazy little dreams

 

But pretty smiles

And blue my eyes

Like October skies

 

We war for ideals, for freedom, for peace

For a bigger piece of someone else’s piece of the pie

Please pass some prejudice

And protect my ancient rites

 

Equality only exists between naked people and corpses

But only then for just a bit

Nothing is news, only headlines. Only silent prayers,

Only profit

But even blood diamonds sparkle

And shine

 

So she smiles.

And black my eyes

That reads the skies

And tries to find the reasons, the whys

Rain comes down

And blows down towns

Sometimes life is for losing

 

Does the world revolve?

Does it impact us or do we impact it

Collectively?

Individually?

Are the answers ever the same?

Is there truly give and take?

Some people give too much

Most people take too much

The pendulum swings

But the meter is skewed

Back and forth, forth and back

Perpetually grinding down

 

A pretty smile

And green my eyes

Like firefly light

Fading in glass jars.

Color me please

color me please.

something.  anything.

nothing should be just black and white.

but that’s what we aim for so hard.

why look for the answers.

when the questions dare us to dream.

color me please.

fluid and fast.

vibrant with splashes of fear

color me now

blue for the open sky and wide reflecting oceans

red for sun that drowns every day

green for the leaves

and pink for the blossoms

and yellow for bright morning sun.

color my life with the color of living

color my hear with the color of loving

color my head with the color of seeing, and believing, and wondering

color me

color us all

color the whole wide world

color us please

but for God’s sake stop using blood.

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