“I’m gonna loot ‘til the midnight hour
That’s when the gates come tumblin’ down
I’m gonna loot ‘til the midnight hour
When there’s no guardsmen around…”
I kicked off that martial law, off-the-dome
version of ‘Wicked’ Pickett’s dance floor-
filler and Son-Hawk, Ches-Schu, Ron Shaw,
‘Pookie,’ Jimmy and Jerome came in, Right
On Time, as though we’d rehearsed it, all of
Our greeting to hoarse engines, huge tires,
of giant army green trucks bristling with
rifles, loaded with blue eyes and itchy trigger
fingers. Rumbling east, it headed down79th Street,
July 7, 2015
On June 17, 2015, a white gunman identified as Dylann Roof went into the Emanuel African Methodist Episcopal [A.M.E.] Church, allegedly to attend a Bible study and prayer meeting.
As soon as the prayer meeting was over he began to open fire in a massacre that killed 9 church members, including the senior pastor Clementa C. Pickney who was also a State Senator. Several others were injured in the shooting spree.
April 28, 2015
WHAT DID YOU PUT IN YOUR POCKET?
It occurs everyday in this natural food holler:
Something looks suspicious, somewhat askew.
Doesn't look like a Yuppie, probably don't have a dollar.
Any Black man, any poor brother will do.
Like a solid shadow, the watchdog follows his steps
Through neat, crowded aisles of health:
Past free-range chicken, organic kale, turn left
Tailing a brother, walking by himself.
ARE YOU SHOPPING AT OUR STORE? OR STEALING?