Cherokee Soul Box [Vol.1] by "OBSIDIAN!!!" c. 2006
there's a freedom that
comes with this you know
there's a freedom that comes
with this wild ride this suicide
gangbang tied blood thrilled
scream-filled night
FIGHT!
there's a freedom that
comes with this you know
there's a freedom that comes
with this red blooded cherokee
HOWL! that coyote tailed
breakway flash that
boulder-dash! native american
clavary CHARGE!
tamahawk scalpel snatch...
HOWL!!!
that custer's last
stand on the jagged cliff
that glisterine powdered fire!
nervously ignited nose
riff of a thunderous
blade white flashing like lightning
step-off-the-cliff!
there's a freedom that
comes with this you know
there's a freedom that
...comes
...with
this...
[Eulogy]:
"...and in "The End"
he became an idiot
and in "The End"
he became a buffoon
and engaged in all kinds
of buffoonery...
he use to enjoy the light
from her dark brown eyes but
now he see the darkness
that hides in inside...
-No!
now he sees the darkness
everywhere...
he use to like to lay
like a pretzel in his mother's
arms at night...
but now at night he sees the
clowns drawing ever so closer
but now at night he sees
the clowns drawing ever
so near..."
-YEAH!!
there's a freedom that
comes with this you know
there's a freedom that comes
with this wild feathered apache
ride this split laughter broken-arrow
shot breakdance raw cow hide
behind the shadows of words
smithed inside the arrows
of poems
verses vesus the pitfalls
of the poetry of his mother's
Bible thunp-
Bible thumping lies! spread
out like dead cherokees
sprawled out sideways along
a ghetto landscape
landslide...
JUMP!!
-HOWL!!
release your DNA
1/3 part african
1/3 part cherokee
1/3 part of the U.S.A.
but-STOP!! because you're still
a nigger so you squeez the
trigger of another 'the pen's mightier
than the sword' ATTACK!!
step back black! before you get
slapped with another felony...
so i stand on this indian
cliff with the spread of the
whole of new york city!
inspite of me...
as a cherokee free
to ride these tamahawk winds
like my red blooded ancestors
who proceeded me...
there's a freedom that comes
with this...
DOWN!! the long drop of
the spiraling cliff
infront of me...
cherokee
free
broken arrow
PALE FACE LAWS!
NO!!
free-dumb-me
feathers fly
sun
burning
landscapes inside of me
horizons
another
cherokee
has escaped!!
newsflash:
"ANOTHER
CHEROKEE
HAS ESCAPED!"
4 comments:
the mute revolution
of a pigment
who fights in
holocaust
just for not
having blue eyes.
by Anita Mendes
or something like that...
love this poem and the howls!
Anita.
"the mute revolution of... pigment" i like those words...it sounds like what i was trying to portray in the poem: "Round Eyed Baby Dreams"...yeah, i felt like howling when i wrote this Cherokee poem...i was under a lot of pressure at the time, and needed a psychic release!...it's always good to hear from you, Anita, & i will be reading more of your poetry...now that i've found a program called "Babel phish"-that allows me to translate it as best as a translation can, without losing the real meanings...
-"OBSIDIAN!!!"
thanx for the poet, Anonymous...
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