to own nothing is to be free
or so its said suffering is caused by
want they say small footprints with
no sign of your passing they say
i say sing loudly
want things
own your want
your sorrow your joy
the sublimity of you
come to leave signs of your passing
to build on is or remake it into some other
image own your hunger
use it to propel you
own your need for growth
may it inspire growth
lean towards the stars
want them to shine for you
find a moral compass and own it
let your true north be
the calling card you are remembered for
be remembered
feathers or mount thai
i pick mount thai
i want things
children fed
roots
clear water
turquoise sky
full moons & trees that want to talk
to God the happy ending the brave beginning
to know the texture of things
growing in the dark
i own things
deep abiding blues
clever inverted jazz
melting & reassembling
my mothers hands
my great grand mothers grit
an ocean deep love for
my people
dancing on the side of the road
waiting for doors to open
i want to be amplified
duplicated
repeated
to live forever
big steps out of the ocean
big steps out of the paradigm
big steps footprints & maps
i am standing on the
wisdom of the greatyards
full of spirit knowledge
listening to the dead speak
generations follow
someone must remember
someone must lead
some are born to follow
the path must be tended
i suffer the clearing of the path
i own that
i want that for others
so i am not free
i am a servant
joyful & resolute
mapmaker
callused hands bent back failing sight
seeing beyond this place
knowing somethings are said
because we accept being powerless
to avoid the use of power
afraid of back burns set ups falling dying in a trench
alone while the world rolls on
the carnival opens
bar b que parties are thrown
& no one knows you are gone
power is tricky its like fire
it can fix it or break it forever
i want some things broken
i need some things fixed
i got wants & needs
i own that
so i am not free
& i suffer