A Poem From One of My Chapbooks

It Pays to Behave Oneself Wisely

it pays to behave oneself wisely

in the halls of polity

where your reputation is in a scope

it pays to behave oneself wisely

on lonely corners of any metropolis

where possibilities of the con may exist

it pays to behave oneself wisely

in enclaves of good old boys

where they play with burning crosses

it pays to behave oneself wisely

in all realms, dwellings and journeys where poison asps hatch

where ravenous wolves roam

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One of My Published Poems

this poem is from my first poetry chapbook, “Good Morning New Year”.

It speaks to my dealing with opposition and fear.

How Will I Fare When I Stand Before Goliath

how will I fare before a Goliath?

will discouragement from family, friends

invade my ears, my heart, make me stand down

will terror his girth, horror his sword

make me cower, fret, lose nerve, run and hide

who is this Goliath that makes me shrink

from following after my dreams?

the apprehension of taking a risk

the fear of failure pursuing success

the timidity of stepping on stage

the avoidance having, achieving goals

who is Goliath that makes me stand down?

This work

i sit in my seat on the metro car as
my train zooms down the track speeding
in express mode as i type away with
thumbs stepping hard on a handheld pda
stepping hard as my head nods
from fatigue from rising before dawn
rising to occasion to strike down
complacency and procrastination for
i have not forgotten how to wage war nor
have i forgotten that there are conflicts
nor do i ignore that there are enemies nor
do i dwell on my pain and i do not dry my
tears for i saved my sorrow from drowning
and my cries are cries of joy for one more day to live and draw my pen from its sheath and assail ignorance, abuse and brutality for my moment of rest will one day come but until that hour this work i have engaged, this work i have embraced, this work i have taken on, this work, this work, this work just isn’t done