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That New Millennium Dime, Money, Installment 17

Advertisements /money/ man made/not god given/god gives/man sells/ cant own nothing/didnt bring nothing with him/cant take nothing with him/god gave/god gave nature/nature gives/man sells/cant take nothing with him/not even the money/man made/ u only take what u brought /cant take … Continue reading

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That New Millennium Dime: i, Installment # 16

Advertisements i am the she/ & shes the builder/ reformed once lost/now seeking found/i say dont scratch too deep/you might be frighten by what you see/i see forever/it makes me cry/i remember to try/i been known to stumble/i seen i fall/i found … Continue reading

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That New Millennium Dime: The People, pt 3 installment#13

Advertisements Part Three the people/we the people/my people asleep @ the wheel/ in the trunk of the car/ wolves driving the car/ /car full of sheep/ asleep/ my people/ sleeping on the bottom/bottom of  the boat/sleeping on the ocean floor/my … Continue reading

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That New Millennium Dime: The People, Installment # 12 pt 1

Advertisements Part One for the people/ we the people/the people/ tied to the land/ dust to dust/ born in hope/ better tomorrows/ long days/ long nights/better tomorrows/we work/ we pray/ dreaming of better tomorrows/ the people/ unaware of the wheel/ … Continue reading

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Diary of a Mad Creative # 19: Precious and the State of the Arts (pt. 2 of The Ground on which I stand.)

“If you do not know, I will tell you that black theatre in America is alive … it is vibrant … it is vital … it just isn’t funded. Black theatre doesn’t share in the economics that would allow it to support its artists and supply them with meaningful avenues to develop their talent and broadcast and disseminate ideas crucial to its growth. The economics are reserved as privilege to the overwhelming abundance of institutions that preserve, promote and perpetuate white culture.

That is not a complaint. That is an advertisement. Since the funding sources, both public and private, do not publicly carry avowed missions of exclusion and segregated support, this is obviously either a glaring case of oversight, or we the proponents of black theatre have not made our presence or needs known.” August Wilson Continue reading

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That New Millennium Dime: Polytricks Draft 6#

the biggest conspiracy is the conspiracy to convince you there is no conspiracy…
last survivor gets groceries/tomorrow/
promise them a tomorrow/they will follow Continue reading

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The Money Changers

That New Millennium Dime is a book in progress. Money Changers is the 5th poem. It is suggested you read the previous New Millennium Dime entries as well. Continue reading

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Race ( from That New Millennium Dime)

Granny said/

“you will lie in the pit/you dig

for ‘an-other’ “/how you sleep/?/ Continue reading

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Blue Ball (From ‘That New Millennium Dime’)

Advertisements Blue Ball one ocean/one tree/one/u lookin for water/on the moon/on mars/yet u the one that poisoned the earths rivers/ fish in the lake/the ocean/full of antidepressants/ fantastic/ya dumb ass invented plastic spray more/harvest more clone it/they dont need to know make … Continue reading

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The Great American Divide

Divide: to cleave asunder.

We are united most by our acceptance of division. Continue reading

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