Poems
Hollywood Reality Lies
Hardly anything can be itselfin America, it’s hard.The media controls,compacting the masses’ mindinto believing lies. Cowboy hats, boots,look to Texas for these,or to Hollywood,the difference is hardly obvious. Look to farmlandsfor the poor, unknownMexicans, passport questionable,or to Hollywood again. Black culture, clumsy,fumbling, their mindsstill somehow animaldespite so much progress. To Hollywood again we go,we point.
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One Full Moon
The loneliness and the artistic features of the craters. They share their feelings, and take my own. There were those nights, when walking along that moonlit path, fearing what lurked around corners, I would gaze at the moon and let it wash the tears away. It is so far, you could never get there. Yet,