executive order 1

Let’s not mistake the fact that
the claws of oppression
stretch far and continent wide
unbiased in its approach
to suppression!

let’s not mistake the reality
that just because words like
FATAH
does not adorn the
gray uniforms here
that the concept to
corral, contain and quell
the spirit of life that
thumps in the
discharged M-16 shell bodies
raging off with discontentment
does not exist.

it’s an everyday action
exercised by
the powers that be-
mirror image imperialism
executed on
gurney beds/
steel bunks;
quick killings to
stretched out life sentence murders
like the Second Intifada at Al-Aqsa-
blood soaked West Bank slaughters.
but, we’re merely the sons and daughters
aborted from this Babylon Babe
extracted and discarded
on these harsh teXas fields.

we’re lost under the steel and
noodle-budget cut-meals
that block the adrenaline out our veins
with stagnated grease
pumped in from nazi beast
disguised as reform with a smile.

our protest should be world wide,
linked by the common
disgust and disdain
that our humanity is not respected
nor our right to self-dependence.
whether it’s the chains of TDC
or the plains near Ramallah
we should be masked up hollering
like Hamas hollow tips
shipping away at the
concocted walls and fences
made to separate
the peaces of ourselves
which is the best in us.

we pray at night
to keep the rumbling of our stomachs still
trying to keep the hunger and hate
from stealing what’s left after the pillage.

political prisoners
is those of us
that have become wise enough
to not self-destruct
and accept dictations and
directions made to
snuff us out the picture.

i submit to the realest
of all ideologies that
liberation by death
is preferable to
life by oppression
and regardless if it’s
Palestine or the backwoods of teXas
the game plan must be the same
no matter of the religion
and resistance must be a part of our breathing,
ticking in us like nothing else matters!

and it doesn’t