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Thursday, September 6, 2018

Contemplation on the Odu Ofun Iwori

Where are you
My middle class
You are missed
With you there was
Some semblance of
Imperfect balance
I tried to warn you
As you worshipped at the
Alter of consumerism
Praying to the capitalist prophets
Who bought your souls
For shiny trinkets and
The promise of more
Sold a false hope
Your place at the
Head of the table is
All but guaranteed to
Never happen
Leaving you outside
Fighting for scraps
With the growing number of
Poor and nearly poor
The irony in this all is
You believed your skin
Would save you
It did not
Now you too are
Ripe for radicalization
For discontent has no color
A fat animal is lazy
A desperate animal is dangerous
Which one are you?

Wednesday, August 22, 2018

Contemplation on the odu obara okanran (obara okana)

Blind faith
Is a man with no tongue
Boldly proclaiming that the excrement he eats
Is the worlds rarest and tastiest meal
Based only on what he is told
By a man starving to death

Monday, August 13, 2018

Contemplation on the odu Iwori Odi

I thank you
It’s not exactly a new lesson
But a reminder nonetheless
There will always be another 
You
Happy to play the game
While it suits you
Lamenting on life
Unloading your burden
Regaining your spirit
Nourishing yourself off the
Energies of others
Until that moment when
Composure regained
Confidence restored
You no longer need my eyes
To gaze upon your reflection
Shoulder turned cold
Now that you’ve found a new
Distraction
No hard feelings
You live unaware
I know better
Farewell 
Narcissus

Monday, June 4, 2018

Contemplation on the Odu Obara Odi (obara idi)

Let go of someday
Embrace today
Lest you find yourself
Trapped in a room
Stacked floor to ceiling with
Unfinished plans
Unable to find the door
To your own freedom

Friday, January 26, 2018

Contemplation on the Odu Owonrin Osa (oworin osa)


My fingers won't move
My mind has
Run out of ink
Each scrap of paper
Disintegrates in my hands
Soggy and wet
Today I am unable to
Capture my thoughts
Lost
Like so many
Specks of dust
Drifting through the morning's
Filtered light
Every movement
Sends them swirling into a
Frenzied dance
Only in complete stillness
Will they find their
State of rest
Covering my world
Like ash after an eruption
This new canvas
Born from the post storm quietude
Gives me the freedom to create 
A cursive of negative space
Revealing thoughts
Newly formed
Born from
Chaos

Monday, December 4, 2017

Contemplation on the Odu Oyekun Meji

The afternoon light fills the room with
Warmth on this cold fall day
Jazz
Melts my brain like
Fondue on crunchy bread
Dripping my feelings onto the paper below
Silently
I enter the temple of the word
Heading straight for the
Confessional of a thousand pages
Baring my soul for all to
See
Looking for
Forgiveness
My contrition
A communion of paper and pen
Transpiring over and over again
Until there is nothing left but
Ashes
So I might rise again
Stronger
More hopeful 
Full of
Love

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Tuesday, November 14, 2017

Contemplation on the Odu Ogunda Oworin


I am angry
I am incredibly angry
I am unclear why
I am unclear at whom
Yet still
I am angry
This anger lives with me
Like dog shit under my shoe
I stepped in it
Probably more than once
Though I’m unclear when it happened
No matter how I try
I can’t seem to scrape it off
So I keep walking
The smell following me
Reminding me how angry I’ve become
Maybe it was the hundredth time I was told
No
Perhaps it coincided with that loss of whatever
Semblance of control I had over my
Destiny
I understand you
I know why you
Opened the door to that
Monster
Filled with anger
Blinded by rage
Seething with hatred
You wanted to let it loose
You wanted to make them feel
Like you feel
Maybe that would give you back
Some of your power
Problem is
When you light a fire
You have no idea where the
Wind will blow tomorrow
Wildfires
Like monsters
Are pretty unpredictable
More likely than not you’ll end up
Engulfed in flames
Or eaten by the monster you
Let in
Before you decide to
Unleash the beast
Sit in silence
Channel your rage
Focus yourself before the fires
Consume you
Side note
To you other folks who claim the
Moral high road
Stop
You too are
Feeding the beast
Instead of freezing up or
Building an impenetrable wall
When faced with the fury
Try listening
Try asking questions
Try understanding
You might find that
If you can dilute the poison
Sufficiently
It can no longer kill the 
Spirit it targets