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Cry Haiti

Cry Haiti
Watch your tears fall
Stream down the cracks
Of nil resolve
As nations try
To circumvent
Abuse of your heart
And back door solutions
Hanging perilously
Upon lurid hinges of truth

Cry Haiti
After the stars have fled
And your tears are left to lift you
Swift and hard
Towards the reconstruction
That never came
Forced your children
To other shores
And left your blood
Awash in the struggle
Of mice who would be men
Tossing your survival about
Like children on a court
Unbalanced
All the big players on one side

Cry Haiti
Now
Again
As you did before
Upon freedom
And your desire to have it
Own it
Be it
A beacon of the possibilities
Of those without possibility
There
Here
Everywhere royal plums
Withered in the sun
Beneath the oppression

Cry Haiti
let your tears cleanse
Us
Them
Who would forget
And thus be doomed to repeat...

Cry...
©2010cchristopherbess

Nappy

There are a lot of nappy-headed brothers running around out there. Be careful...

"Nappy"

Wound so
Tight
Soft so
Touch
He was nappy
Ragged
This way and
That
Way that makes the girls
Want to grow up a little quicker
Past their bloomers
To their french-cuts
French nails
French kisses
Hershey style

He was nappy
So
Tight
So
Together
Fellas
Wanted to kick it
Lick it
Stick
It
That vibe
His swagger
Get involved
In whatever he was after
Whether it was
Uncut
Straight up
Down low
Just so

He looked nappy
But he was soft
To the touch
Sweet to the lips
Dark chocolate
90% cocoa
Bitter
Sweet that is;
Always out
For the boys and girls
Rotting teeth
Adding inches to the seams
Playing the field
Between wedding bells
And hoop dreams
Caught in the conundrum
Of privacy
French cuts
French kisses
And who should give these things...
©2010cchristopherbess

Between Us

I thought of you
Standing there
Staring at nothingness
And suddenly
Colors
Sounds
More vibrant became;
In that brief moment
I faintly understood
What it is to be
You...

I smiled
Because at that moment
Gates opened
Memories flooded
And I was warm
With the truth
Of having you in my life;
I thought
Briefly
Only to push the thought aside
At what it would be like
Not having you
There
Here
Now
Ever-watchful
In the mistake-laden existence
That is the sum of my life;
I am grateful
There are some things
God deems to bestow upon us constantly...

I went further
Deeper
With each new character
Ending
At what you must think of me
In all this time
After
All this
Time
As I am not the soul
You happened across
Only remnants
Of the sand
Spilled from the hourglass
That is fate...

And I smiled.
©cchristopherbess

Benches

Benches about me
Routinely passed
Of stone
Faded wood
Under trees
Peaceful
Next to roads
Littered
With the aftermaths of lives

Benches
On platforms
In hallways
Polished and abandoned
Under lights
Bright
Fading
With the afterthoughts of lives;
I'll sit
And stare
Laugh a little
Cry
Write about these benches
That come into my life
Our conversations
Histories
Under stars that shine
Bright
Dim
Natural and conceived
Like the afterthoughts of life
Abundant
Ever-present mysteries...

Where shall I sit first?
©2010cchristopherbess