Rabies.
I want to subliminally cast a spell
That tells you to hug
The Man With no hands
Piloting the helicopter 
In the folds of your brain
Demanding your thalamus
Turret fire dopamine 
Into the dense burning forests
Of shame
Where the laughter of children
Mothered by good intentions
Go dancing in invisible flames
I want to rebuke the devil
But I forgot his Instagram name
I want to join your posse
But I’m stuck on a legless horse
Who’s terrified of rain
There’s a storm coming in.
There’s are party happening
In my mind but no one’s talking
There’s a place I’ve never been
Seems so familiar
There are lions stalking
On their bellies
There’s a telekinesis laden rat
Who sells discount heart attacks
There’s a wolf that peddles the
Cure for rabies 
There is no cure for rabies
There is no cure for maybe
There is no revolution on Hulu baby
There is no one in the pilot’s seat

Rabies

WOKE.
Am I too woke?
I just might be
Do I believe in human rights
Do I dream of a world rich 
In dignity
Diversity
Equity
Tolerance 
Cultural competency?
Yeah, that’s me.
But maybe….
Maybe I just like to annoy conservative Racist homophobia 
Laden trans hating 
Child right appropriating 
Women fearing
Immigrant disenfranchising 
None too subtly aggrandizing 
Words as weapons
Don’t say
Black
Gay
Non binary
Liberally
Complain about 
Statues but tear down
Black and brown history
Tell me I have to be happy
You allow me just enough
Trauma to perpetuate 
Handicaps generationally
But fervently deny equity
Baby take a look at me
Am I too woke?
If I have enough
Does it leave you broke?
If my kid gets to eat free lunch 
Does it take away your guns
Your home 
All your stuff?
If I don’t go to your churches
Does it make your God
Any less able to be worshipped?
If I don’t want to bludgeon the poor
Does it mean they will show up
In tattered droves begging for
Crusts of bread and such
At your security gated doors?
If I want my children to know
Reproductive health
Rather than reductive helplessness
Maybe the cycle of births at 16
Will acquiesce to brilliance
Maybe my child can trust
Exactly who they are
Rather than resort to closets
Where the shotgun lives 
Maybe my children can live
In a world where a hug is what
You give to your Trans siblings
Rather than rebuke them
Shun them until they disappear.
But maybe I’m too woke
Maybe your grandmother
Will choke on her mint Julip
When she hears this poem.
Maybe I’m too woke
Because I’m the strange man
Giving her the Heimlich when
Her pride goes down her wind hole
If im too woke
It’s perhaps because
Being lulled into sleep
By the slithering sibilance
Of your bullying has taught me
Stay awake
Stay vigilant
On the stimulant
Of forgiveness
Forgiveness is not forgetting
Just as pacifism is not doormat
Emulating, I forgive you, sure
But I won’t be stuck 
Wallowing in your manure
Maybe that’s why you don’t like
WOKE.
Baby am I too woke?
Do I scare your superhero Trump?
Can I put a hole in his bullet proof
Vest with a verse?
Baby am I too woke?
I’ll be driving the assassin 
Of democracy to his grave
With a big old goofy smile
As I pilot the hearse.
Baby baby
You think woke is a curse?
It’s what informed me to play
The blues when you took 
My emancipation back
It’s what took those blues
Made them jazz
While you strived ceaselessly 
To make our lives worse.
It’s how when Apartheid stopped
Hill hop rocked from 
Dusty record crates in rec rooms
On wobbly tabletops
The cypher can’t be stopped
Woke is survival turned iconic
Woke is strength based
Woke is local economics
Woke is problem solving
Woke is poetic testimony
Woke is evolving
Woke is remembering
Woke is collaboration
Woke is helping
Woke is hearing
Seeing
Breathing
Believing 
Am I too woke, baby?
Are we winning?

Woke

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