Contact us at: whispernthunder1@gmail.comRecipie For Impiety
At the core, it's hunger you ignore.
Why one fatality?
Limited chaos to limit reality.
Adapt into solidarity,
Gain clarity,
Avoid duality in society.
The risk of pain,
Just to remain the same,
After overlapped, bittersweet notoriety.
Truth, superior to knowledge,
Complex anxiety.
Printed on emotionless fliers.
As Truth seems to evade us,
The blind try to persuade us,
Decree on how they parade us,
And to what degree to degrade us.
Forced to believe liars.
Who's passing out these pamphlets?
Promoting no sobriety...
Minimizing generations of wisdom,
Analyzing imitations of 'sovereign nations,'
Propagandizing the value of a breadcrumb,
When the loaf was enriched with impropriety.
Bad bias can hold the ego hostage.
Good, buy us more hate to make bread!
Wait... You fed my eagle...
He woke up dead.
It was enough to kill a ostrich.
~ P.C.Hernandez
Flyovers
they glide in
each morning
drifting
above us
my four legged
stops
sitting with her head
tilted back
watching
reverently
in the silence of
the early morning
communication
flows easily
corvus
pitbull
human
unified
recognition
alignment
and i wonder
does she want to
fly with
crows
do they
want to wander
on the ground
snuggled
against my leg
crow
to
pitbull
and i wander
around
wondering.
~ Orannhawk
Exam on the Way to a Peninsula
A birthday poem for Miss Roni
I cry aloud and shout,
As he shuts out my prayers,
Deterred by melanin,
And the curl in my hair.
That's what the Colonizers tell me.
As my wounds grow foul and fester,
I forget to eat my bread.
That said,
I don't believe the Conquistadors either.
Somewhere between Motel 6 and January 6,
Just left of a final exam,
I plan my answer to Gatekeepers,
Sweepers of truth
Under the canon of climate.
I will write wisdom on their walls,
In halls of knowledge,
I will sing,
I do remember your faults this day,
And say,
This is why you burn the books,
maim the maps,
shame the ceremonies,
You fear the day I remember
I am made in the image of God.