Dreams are Prophecies in Reverse, Watch How

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A Dream is a Fulfillment-Never Known
Dreams are Prophecies in Reverse, Watch How:
A Dream is a Fulfillment-Never Known

It haunts all of History trying to waken
the Drousers and the Lotus Eaters
the Old and TIred Emperors: see that
The burning of Ivory by the County.
It all become ashes and dust, goodbye!
The tusks were lost but all complete a verse
what charms the colony is a horror
of Bone for Bone's sake and Bone harder there.
"here we are dainty in our extinction"
The substance doesn't qualify as Fiber
while Golder than the Goose and the Gander,
some explicit mayhem grows gentrified
Never again exists for abundance
Despoiling of time and detrimental


Marytrs and Fathers

In one way my African Americans,
we as Mexican Indian Mixed Bloods or Pure
have something ahead of you, look at err.
Mexico, would they event want us back?
If we went there would they let us study
or would they merely out-memorize us?
So they got a Republic ... we are a Shanty
Does that matter to real men and women
Do Queer people know a better way then?
As for those Dreamers__ get the Hell away
Don't come here with Beautiful Flowering Stems
We have no Leaves and you are ABundant.
You make it seem so Easy to do, que te Pasa?
Dear Black Friends and Family Children.
This is only a Fraction of our Distraction
While you gave Trayvon and we gave Luna
Deferred to a Dream, History Unbound
Since as I am a blackballed professor
can't get a job with a consciousness so
I demand that Yale University
make available the Paterson manuscripts
so that for the hunger of my spirit
I can go to see the Doctor of my Song
he who has taught me the creds of a form
are to debate with yourself NO not with them
Those who would do you under all again
and taunt you with excremental skies, BLAST,
as Death recoils here I say to you friends
build me a Life-rary wherefore Love?
that breathes at it exhales and drouses
beneath between and under the Flower
That though Yellow it was for Human Ills
Will take no more of Censorship or Strife
For Love is what Love would fight over Dreams
There is no Dream deferred that will not Mend
For Peace is a currency's greatest Hour
To the Creditors of History's Ours.


What more can Martyrs do to Forgive Them?
It haunts all of History trying to waken
the Drousers and the Lotus Eaters
the Old and TIred Emperors: see that
The burning of Ivory by the County.
It all become ashes and dust, goodbye!
The tusks were lost but all complete a verse
what charms the colony is a horror
of Bone for Bone's sake and Bone harder there.
"here we are dainty in our extinction"
The substance doesn't qualify as Fiber
while Golder than the Goose and the Gander,
some explicit mayhem grows gentrified
Never again exists for abundance
Despoiling of time and detrimental

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