* * *

Can you answer with a question
      to a question? i’m asked
Can you answer with an answer
      to a question? i answer

2003Sep30

______ (blank)

______ will not create a
      deity to worship.
______ will only lead by its
      example.
______ cannot show you the way, only
      a way.
______ will treat you as a person
      if you are one.
______ will not give you
      same old lies.
______ won’t attempt to
      prove one worthless.
______ can’t deny you
      a full potential.
______ can’t tell, but can
      see and listen.
______ can’t lie, but will speak
      the truth.

2002Feb18

Anarchy vs. ___________

We’ll let you live.
                              You must believe.
We’ll give you rights.
                              You give us might.
We’ll solve the need.
                              You will not speed.
We’ll not intrude.
                              You won’t be rude.
We will provide.
                              You must decide.
We’ll let you dare.
                              You... sign right here.

2001Feb15

2001 Yearbook USA

Jack Clark,
Eddue Trice,
Robert Glock,
Wanda Jean Allen,
Floyd Medock,
Alvin Goodwin,
Dion Smallwood,
Mark Fowler,
Billy Ray Fox,
Caruthers Alexander,
Loyd Lafevers,
DL Jones,
Stanley Lingar,
Adolph Hernandex,
Thomax Akers,
Robert Clayton,
Dannis Dowthitt,
Willie Fisher,
Gerald Bivins,
Robert Massie,
Ronald Fluke,
Thomas Ervin,
Jason Massie,
Sebastian Bridges,
Mose Young,
David Goff,
David Dawson,
Marilyn Plantz,
Clay King Smith,
Terrance James,
Samuel Smith,
Abdullah Hameen,
Vincent Johnson,
Timothy McVeigh,
John Wheat,
Jay Scott,
Juan Raul Garza,
Miguel Richardson,
Jim Lowery,
Jerome Mallett,
James Wilkens Jr.,
Jerald Harjo,
Mack Oran Hill,
Jeffery Doughtie,
Clifton White,
James Elledge,
Jack Dale Walker,
Ronald Frye,
James Roy Know,
Michael Roberts,
David Junior Ward,
Chrisopher Beck,
Alvie Hale,
Gerald Mitchell,
Shephen Johns,
Terry Mincey,
Jose high,
Terry Clark,
Fred Gilreath,
Jeffery Tucker,
Emerson Rudd,
John Hardy Rose,
Lois Nadean Smith,
Sahib Al-Mosawi,
Byron Parker,
Vincent Cooks…
and many unknowns.

2002Feb15

DadA

Avshizk atda
u oo u
Avshizk atdal
dada

Boo? ala
emuhh zhjgedt h
dada

Finkqwrie – pheencsckrew
dada

dada

dada (dada)

2001Nov15

WTO Introduces Itself

WTO.
We want more!
We’re greedy,
We’re leading,
We are ready for war!

2001Feb15

What If

If i can’t have the open mind
to reach your perfection,
it is not for me.

If i must not search myself
to find my answers,
i don’t want to have knowledge

If i have to follow THE path
to get your enlightenment,
i will stay ignorant

If there is a fate
to live by,
there’s no point in life

If following orders is immenent
to feel joy and happiness,
misery will be my road

If i can’t be individual
to be my own person,
i chose the slavery

2002Sep02

* * *

We cannot change our past.
      And i’m not trying to.
However, we can alter future
      So i’m going to

2001Oct16

Во�?кре�?ный День

Они говор�?т:
      –Ии�?у�? во�?кре�?
      –Во и�?тину во�?кре�?

Я отвечаю:
      –Вижу
Он зде�?ь,
Межь нами в�?ех.
Он вз�?лу на�? �?вободу,
Дал душу нам взамен.
Я не желаю плен-
                              ным быть,
Сид�? в аду… или в раю…
�?е помню, что е�?ть что,
�?о �? не �?крою ад�?кий �?мех,
Хоть �?то �?то-процетный грех,
И �? из-за него
Конечно-же умру;
�?о �?ме�?ть�?�? буду потому,
Что �?мерти в общем нет.
Обманул он на�?.
Продолжает и �?ейча�?
Говорить о раб�?тве «божием»
И �?идит за �?толом он �? козырем
Козырь �?тот
Дь�?коны-монахи
�?аган�?ют �?трари
�?а мен�? и на теб�?.
Говор�?т, что так нельз�?,
Чтоб жить в�?ех люб�?.
Мы по�?ланы контролировать.
Да е�?ли только веровать
Мы будем…
Тогда даже брата-�?еб�?
Любить не надо.
И гон�?т хри�?тиане в�?ё �?тадо
(людей иль �?кота
разницы-то нет… ам да)
Пр�?м в м�?�?орубку,
Куда и мы зайдём,
Как только дойдём.
Со в�?ем �?тим �?казанным…
Я за�?вл�?ю
В лицо боже�?твенному �?ыну.

Ии�?у�? во�?кре�?,
Во и�?тину во�?кре�?.
Вот и�?тинный балбе�?.

2003Jan28

* * *

There’s no kid that never cried
There’s no snitch that never lied
There’s no bitching with the pride
There’s a man that got a ride
To the prison in the night
There’s no judge that takes your side
There’s no rats… Oh never mind.

2001Feb18

Story of Past and Present

Pled guilty
      While not guilty
Served time
      When had no time
Missed seasons
      With no reason
Had not my way
      Not there and not today

2002Dec20

* * *

Some persons are crazy,
And others’re too mean;
Some even accept it
Or so it may seem.

But then there are people
Who just must be right.
Don’t prove them wrong ever
‘Coz that starts a fight.

They’ll kill one who proves them
That they aren’t correct,
All this will be changed though…
If you only let…

2001Apr08

Slave’s Worth

When the slave is equal
An’s worth less than boss.
For if equal
               sequel
Will be boss’s loss.

If the slave’s not punished
For escape. What then?
I think, freedom furnished
Will be in the pen.

But no one can be free
With all others slaves...
Fuck it, i shall be me,
But please, do not be knaves.

2002Dec19

* * *

Rats are leaving the planet,
They are leaving the world.
These rats know what is coming,
They read that or were told.
It doesn’t take all that much brain
To see what’s going on.
It is the revolution.
   But where it’s starting from?
From USA or Poland,
   Korea of Brazil,
From where napalm was falling
   Or where for diamonds drill?

2002Nov23

RATM

How can one dislike the Rage?
They tell persons truth from stage.
Some of course ‘d prefer the lies
Lies that stop the rich men’s cries,
Lies which keep the real men crying,
‘Coz they see the children dying,
Dying since they have no food.
Children eat it should and would
If the truth is understood.

2001Jan18

* * *

�?ам не нужно чемпионов
из Правкома Ком�?омола,
что та�?кают флаг Совет�?кий
и, как члены голо�?уют
за �?оздание Союза;
и ЦК КПСС…
также не нужны фашы�?ты
под любыми именами,
они тверд�?т, что лезбианки
должны �?ек�? хотеть «обычный»,
чтоб детей побольше было,
только �? �?ильным парнем ру�?�?ким.
Что нам нужно, �?то вол�?
(её мы знаем как �?вобода)
так как мы в�?е анархи�?ты,
революци�? нужна нам
(разрушенье го�?удар�?тва
и от�?ут�?твие религий
и так далие и т.п.)

Meaning of Anarchy.

No forced groups,
No hierarchies;
That’s the meaning
Of anarchy.

You believe
What you desire;
There’s no boss, no god,
No sire.

2001Jul31

Luke Warm Brain Salad

      (w/o eggs or gravy)

There are no species.
There is no race;
There is no honor.
Just discrase.

All discriminations
                  falsely
Stop the revolutions
                  costly.

Families don’t bore, but kill.
Governments don’t know our will.

2001Oct12

* * *

If US state
is trully great,
we should together masturbate
(with US flag
as porno mag).

2002Sep13

Hurrah to Homosexuality

Without homosexuality
We would not have the differences
On which to base equality,
And quality
Of our life
Would shrink.

2003Jan29

GNC
         or Freedom in Slavery

Put on GNC list
Just 'coz you did insist
That you're a person and
The pigs must understand
This very simple fact…
For your self you were fucked
By dumb and stupid pig
Who thinks that you must dig
      he is imperior
      and you're inferior.
            Look at exterior
      of this prison!
      I see no reason
      (except for treason
      to anarchism
            [thoughts we are born with]
      )
      For System not to breathe
      Nerve gas of our freedom…
      That is very seldom
      For us all to be free
            for
you to be
            you, me be me
Except for GNC
When we’ve no things to lose
And are all free to chose
                              Anarchy!

2002Jul26

* * *

From prison to prison
The student exchange,
With no sence or reason
They just change the cage.

2001May

Every Day

Every day is 9-11 in Afghanistan.
Some are rich, some are rebels, some bum.
These bums, rich and rebels feel pain just the same
As those in Bahamas, Zaire or Spain.

Every day is 9-11 in Iraq,
Bush… Hussein… there's no different track
To raise the children, to eat and drink.
No time for laughter and no time to think.

Every day is 9-11 in Palestine.
Some even kill others who dine,
You might, too; if you'd not have a reason to live,
Nowhere to feel happy or greave.

2002Sep21

Every Day

Каждый день 911
В �?фгани�?тане,
Голодные дети плачут,
То�?куют по маме.

Каждый день 911
В Ираке,
Где режим находит�?�?
Со Штатами в браке.

Каждый день 911
�?а Пали�?тине,
В�?е там мрут
Так как лидер не �?ильный.

2002Sep21

2003Feb04

Why

Need to know a thing? Ask “Why”.
Reasons will tell you no lie.
Your own reason will provide
View of problem's every side.

2001Jan08

When Gendarme Sleeps

or

From the Editor

When gendarme sleeps
      we write
      we fight
            for the right
      to write.
And that's the only way, my brother,
      and there can never be no other.
I’d rather
      die than see a day
      when censorship will have the way
to silence people and kill them dead
      for that, my friend,
            will be the end
of all that's under our sun.
Poems, please do continue to come.

* * *

We are always wrong,
Never right.
Think about it!
If we are ever right
We stop, and that's wrong.
Please be strong
And think about it.

2002May08

UHF

I
I               be            I
You             be            You
An              be            An
They            be            We

Unity though Individuality
leads to Freedom
which leads to Happiness.

Happiness without Freedom
means Nothing,
like cup with no water
when thirsty.

II
To be happy
you must be
free to be happy.

To be free
you must be
happy to be free.

Unity is part
and composite
of freedom and happiness.

2002Jul26

* * *

Turn tv on, watch the news,
Nothing's on there, but abuse.
This abuse supports the state,
Teaches all around me hate.
People bomb those who did not
Cause this system hurt us, but
Those who “harbored” others, who
Thought that this world can `come new
Through destroying human lives
(They `jacked four planes with their knives
With no thought about the people
Who `till then had known so little…).
But enough of this! The State
Caused thouse actions be, not fate,
Not bin Laden, nor the East;
They cannot just not exist.
What is there to do? you ask.
Change is not a simple task,
Now there is but only way
To stop night and to start day.
And that way's world revolution,
One and ultimate solution.
Get to arms and start the fighting!
Nothing will be as exciting
As achieving final goal,
When no state has the control
Over human lives… at all!

2001Sep18

To the World

You come up here
And you've gathered a croud.
You demand to be free
To be honored and proud.
You'd like a solution
You want an assistance.
We all have our problems,
But judged from the distance
It looks as we fight ourselves
Within movement,
With so little of chance
For any real improvement;
Blacks fight hispanics,
Borht fight the Jews,
Then come the immigrants,
     then there are buddhists,
     terrorists, youngsters (or old)
     anarchists, communists, gays…
     and so it is told
That system will kill everyone
And later (when all else is done)
It will come for me… or for you…
So what is that that we shall do?
I say we unite
And show ourselves solidarity
Only then we can fight
To change this gory reality
Fight for your freedoms,
Not for the rights!
Which are for slaves
And be taken they might.

To the President

No one remembers the judge of Socrates
Nobody knows the executioner of Spartacus.
No person cares about Malcolm X's assassin.
Nor about one who shot MLKing Jr.

So let me tell you something George Jr.
When you'll die, don't be expecting us
To even remember who you were.

2002Jan24

To My Judge

Hello, fellow creature,
How goes all up there?
You tell me, as preacher,
That “justice” is near.

You tell me “exploited”
I my fellow men.
I ask you how that can
Be action at hand.

You'll go to your house
And close shut your door,
`Coz thinking about us
You want to no more.

On your feet are Nikes,
Made by enslaved children.
You'll chose to forget these
Kids, you are not ner them.

By buying your rich cars
You're enslaving again,
And i am behind bars,
You think you “free” man.

Today i will be brave
And rise truly free.
I tell you, bececome slave
by imprisoning me.

I'm free in my mind,
Your mind is locked.
Come on, stop the lying!
You still can come back.

2001Jun05

* * *

There is a day
When no one may
Say that it can be worse.
And for that time
There is no rhyme
Through which to show remorse.
I'm sorry that
I was born not
Ten thousand years in past,
Then i could change
The ruthless age
When system had gained trust.

2001Apr30

* * *

The guards yelled a slur or two
and acted as if they were to
divide and conquer; simple thing,
but cornered they were in the ring,
`coz no one sided with the nazis.
Of course there were no paparazzis,
revolt would not be televized,
so cops could still play victimized.
The broken chairs, glass and cells
all proved that pigs were then in hell…
Or, wait a second, cells were places
where thirty guards marched with maces
then yelled at persons, cuffed them up,
and beat, mistreat `em, strapped them up.
I would imagine fascists would
escape the “hell”, if fucks just could;
not run too happily inside.
My proposition is they lied.
They lied, like fuckers always do,
the question is though: what will you
perform to stop this Turner-Heaven
I say you should donate all seven
days of each week to stop and break
discriminations in you … for your sake.

2002May30

Scape Goat

In the forest through the woods
Run, the prisoners, run.
Guards aren´t afraid to shoot
Through your hearts with the gun.
Air smells much better here
In the forest, with little sun.
Maybe it´s `coz we are now more free.
Run, exprisoners, run.
Freeing them will help us fight,
For system lost another one.
Free just one and give all might
To make the world where none must run!

2001Aug03

* * *

Religion stops the thinking mind,
The mind that´s so hard to find.

2000Dec13

Regime Has a Dream

Let me censor
Let me kill
Let me force on
    You my will
Let me punish
    Let me rape
Give me strength to
    “Concentrate”
I will come for
    Them at first
Just to numb my
    Evil thirst
After that i
    Will proceed
Spreading on my
    Ismic seed
Blacks and jews i
    Kill `til dead
Rest will be so
    Eas´ly lead
Then i´ll get on
    Muslim folks
Or on those… with
    Funny talks…
And now watch out
    Here i come
Top ten wanted
    You become

2002Feb07

* * *

This poem is dedicated
To my arguments with M Best

Racism…
It is bad…

Prison Survival

No one can survive in here;
If you stay, your death is near,
Even if your body lives
System to your mind gives
Nothing that´ll keep you strong
Only “proof” that you´ve done “wrong”.

That they know will faster kill you
      Than allow you to rebel,
Only thing for which they need you
      Is your mind put for sell.

Biggest lie´s that you´re imprisoned
          Justly,
          Costly,
For a reason.

You survive by running out
Of these walls... without
            Being found.
            Shout
            Loud
                “Freedom!”

2001Aug06

Prison Survival

One, and two, and one, and three;
Who can live like this? Not me.
Four, and five, and four, and six;
I´m so tired of these tricks.
Seven, eight, and seven, nine;
Whose this “palace” is? Not mine.
Ten, eleven, ten, and twelve;
Inmate slowly kills himself.
Thirteen, fourteen, thirteen... stop;
Half of them have done no rap.

2001Mar15

Patton

What a great general was Patton,
Blacks, he thought, can do but cotton,
He thought that germany was right
Holding on white male´s might.

He said, “we fight with wrong kind,
Every man (but jew and blind)
Sees that russians are the problem.
Russian bastards, go without them.

We should fight slavs with the german”
Patton said to all his foremen
(Who were captured nazi soldiers
And knew how to obey orders).

He would not respect the weak,
Smart, or persons who would speak
Ans own mind `n front of Patton
(Who thought “blacks” should do the cotton).

He was afraid of open-mindedness,
Or just simple human kindness
To another human being.
Patton wanted only seeing

Himself as reincarnations
Of the generals of nations
Such as sparta, spain, or rome;
While he´s making self a throne

Made of human sacrifices
(Which should cleanse himself of vices
Such as racism, sins like murder)...
Talk of him we will no further,

All the generals are evil,
Some can hide it by appeal
To the nationalism of people.
Now i hope i´ve made it simple.

2001Dec25

Not One of Us

There never has been single day
For fellow human not to say
“Why do i have to live like this?
And when will i receive my piece
                                of happiness?”

The tyrants only lived to date,
No peon had received good fate.
The Circled A must change it all,
To help all humans not to fall
                                In stupidness,

In dumbness of today´s republic
Which sees no humans only public,
`Coz it's the only real way
Through which republic can create
                                obidience.

Some day, however, it must stop,
And tyrants will be made to cut
All humans loose of their chains
Imprisoned must no one remain,
                                not one of us!

2001Mar14

Mo(u)rning

Late at night or early morning
There´s no sound, but the mourning
For all those who´ve gotten killed.
Sad to think that someone willed
Bomb the persons `coz bin Laden
Used to train his troops around them.
Sad to know that no one thought
That preserve all life he ought.
Every person has to live!
Either that or we all give
Ourselves a deadly sentence.
If we live past adolescence
All must live or all will die,
This my friend, is not a lie.

2001Oct08

Man Who Ordered Fire

The crazy man who ordered fire
Fell on the ground with a smile
For he alone had taught this world
To use more reason, less the sword.
With eyes wide open he looked at
The dumb fat faces of firing squad
Ordered faces to aim to
Shot his heart right through.

Fire!

2001Feb17

Lost and Found

I have been born myself,
The rest i have been taught.
I learned i had the history
When i was very young.

I think i was of species
Who ruled entire Earth;

I was told i had a race
And should be proud of it;

I heard of nationality
Which guided who i was;

I learned that i was Citizen
And was obliged to serve;

I noticed i had gender
That gave me yet more rules;

I was given sexuality
To complement the sex;

I was forced into age
That somehow changed each year;

I also got intelligence
Represented by numbers;

I guessed i had a class
According to some theories;

I later picked the status
Provided by the codes;

I chose an occupation
That i was forced to have.

I found all those things
That made me very lost,
So i just lost them all
To find me in now.

2002May28

* * *

Looking out of the window
i see snowflakes falling.
Some fall slowly,
some go faster.
But then there are few,
just very few,
that slam in my prison window.
They are not mainstream,
and they don´t talk either;
they must really hate this window.
It’s blocking their path of travel
toward the ground under this slave-house.
Oh, my precious dear snowflakes,
i want to break this window, too.
Oh, how much i´d love that.
I thank you for doing all you can
i´m doing my part, too.
You are martyrs, my fellow snowflakes,
you´re martyrs (every one of you);
because of what you do,
and how you do so.
You die in the process,
you melt,
you sacrifice your life and body,
yet you´re more alive than most.
Like the Chipko warriors,
dying you help one
not of your kind,
but yet more like you
thank some might notice.
I will always remember you.

2002Feb17

IWW

Let´s make this planet good to live
Where life and happiness you give,
Where no one ever forced to grieve,
Where you yourself your mind weave,
Where what was lost you may retrieve,
Where new ideas we conceive,
Where you may take and you may give,
Where rhymes you hear of Jah-Liv,
Where peace and joy and glory live.

Let´s make this planet good to live.

2002May12

Humouresque

(aka Hide and Seek)

Now renowned
soon-be-found
very round
bored clown
jumps around
with no sound.

If he´s found,
and he´s bound,
he´ll be drowned
and redrowned
`coz he´s round
and a clown.

Now astounded
he goes down
`till the ground
in the brown
very round
lake we found
on campground.

As we sound
song around
of our round
very drowned
happy clown,
who was drowned
and redrowned
(now he´s browned)
in the round
very brown
lake we found
on play ground,
we were found
`coz of sound
by big brown
grizzly bear.

2002Jun07

Her

She is so low and is so great;
She loves to argue through the late;
Opposes she the heaven, hell, and earth;
She will and will not show her worth;
She wakes up early, late, on time;
She rhymes with not a single rhyme;
She sleeps awaken, walks asleep;
She´s talking calmly while she weeps;
She does her thinking in a race
What can be calmer than a chase;
She is so low and is so great;
If you love her you tempt you fate.

2002May02

The Dreamings

This poem is
dedicated to the
inevitable fall of
all governments
Revolution within revolution,
That is the only solution.
For us to protect
Without regret
The things we will get
While we create evolution.

Are we able at all
To gain the control
Without the role
Of system, and state,
Which we all so hate?
I hope i’m not late.

There is water and glass,
There is union and class...
And then there are persons and atoms
These are the things at the bottom
Without ‘em
There is no... us!

2002May08

Dialog With Hate.

You ask “Where are you from?”
I say “It doesn’t matter.”
You say that i’m “white”,
I yell “Hell, No!”
“Then what are you?”
“I am race traitor,”
I proudly proclaim
Giving the hate death blow.
You look at me
Attempting to see better
If i’m “mud people”,
Homo... but you know
That never will i like
A thing far better,
Than hearing you spit
All the slurs you know.

2002Jun07

Connection

There was a king´s daughter…
Or was it a queen´s son…
Well, it doesn´t matter,
There have not been one

Of the simple people,
Of the poor folk,
Of the “black”, or crippled
Who had lived a little
And who didn“t croak

From this son´s (or daughter´s)
“Sane” approach to life:
“It´s my land, i bought her.
So it´s good to slaughter
All the wild life.”

Wild? Where´s the connection?
Here it is, i say.
Ones in this direction
Soon come with the question:
“Can´t i humans slay?“

2001Dec22

Confused Dictionary

What is “chaos”? And what is “order”?
Which would like to set a border?
Isn´t government a chaos,
Sending armies to enslave us?
Isn´t anarchy an order,
Freeing an from judge´s... “order(?)”?
Open dictionary, look,
“Order” means the life on hook,
Life in slavery and sadness,
Life without human kindness
Like in germany ‘n year forty,
With none silly, gay, or naughty.
Dictionary lies, i say!
Either that or we all may
Say that christians´re all good,
Or that “black” are dumb and lewd.
So don´t trust books to define
Words that you should know so fine
Through their usage every day;
By the way
      look up a “day”.

2001Dec25

Astrophysics

There is infinite number of universes,
every possibility is played out.
I´m here to ensure
   that is one
reaches it´s logical conclusion...
Anarchy.

2001Feb17

Addiction

Religion is addictive,
That´s why it must be kicked;
If one won´t be selective
The human race is tricked.

Religion will confuse all,
Lock minds with no bail.
But cancer can´t control all,
So thinking will prevail.

2000Dec10