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EXPRESSIONS
02 APRIL 2021 MAHOGANY REVUE 3B

ARS POETICA #1,002: RALLY SOUTHERN BELLE

Then
I dreamed a
pronouncement From the moment a gentlemen
about poetry she stepped into the approaches
and peace. room I knew she was the scene
different from across
"People are Her hair, her walk, the room
violent," her smile so innocent, And tells
I said through Yet seductively the wolf "I
the megaphone guilty, believe
The air around me you're in my
on the quintes- fills with the aroma of seat" and
sentially sweet southern iced lets the
frigid tea words loom,
Saturday If you've ever had The wolf
sweet southern ice asks
to the rabble tea, then you know Southern
stretching what I mean, Belle "Is he
all the way up Glides down your with you?
First. throat on a hot day How could
like a cool piece of this be?
"People do candy "No offense
violence Giving you an unfor- buddy but
unto each was my father's, said my friend, of the gettable rush of satis- she looks
other acts faction and that was her way out of
then another, then more, her, beautiful crossed legs like your league"
and unto the earth wishing for the same of her difficult father. Coco brown skin compli- royalty, The gentlemen went to
and unto its creatures. thing So often it comes down menting a dress of laven- Her sexy southern accent speak but Southern Belle
der whispers out the cocktail said "I got this"
Poetry," I shouted, in different vestments. to the father, his showbiz, Everything about baby of her choice, She says "I've loved this
"Poetry," I never thought, why me? while the mother's hand girl said Southern Belle, Then out comes a wolf in man since the day we first
I screamed, "Poetry Her voluptuous body a scruffy voice "whatever kissed",
I had spoken a truth shapes us, beckons us from the bosom to the der- she wants it's on me", "He is everything I need,
changes none of that offered up by ancestral to ethics, slaps our faces riere, Southern Belle graciously want and desire",
by what it says dreams Just made me stare. in replies "I appreciate the "He can do it all from
when we err, soothes excitement shock and aw, gesture but I have money" supporting my dreams to
or how it says, none. and my father understood the sting, smoothes the Like I was watching this Not feeling victory but setting my loins on fire",
But a poem is a living my declaration earth thoroughbred the agony of defeat, "Can you do that for
thing Prancing and posing after The disgruntled wolf me?" the man replied, "I
as I understood the we trample daily, in light winning the Triple Crown, tucks tail and returns to guess not"
made by living creatures mighty man and in dreams. Rally As she made her way into his seat. Then the wolf walks
(live voice in a small still caught in the vapor the room not a peep of Then another smooth away baffled by the foiled
box) all your strength, rally sound, talking wolf, tries with his plot.
between this world and what mother and father From the hungry wolves intentions disguised, Southern Belle puts her
and as life that ready to pounce on their Although flattered by the soft hand on the man's
it is all that can stand when he said, "The true together have made: prey, charm Southern Belle face in relief then says
intellectual us on this planet, Southern Belles tempera- realized, "I'm so glad you're here
up to violence." ment so warm and invit- This joker is out for only with me"
I put down the mega- speaks truth to power." erecting, destroying. ing, one thing, Then I told Southern
phone. If I understand my father Even left the wolves And Southern Belle is too Belle "Can you believe he
Written by Elizabeth swagger and confidence, classy for a one night tried to take my seat?"
The first clap I heard Tamed this day. fling. Written by Robert
as artist, I am free, Alexander She sits at the bar with Wilson-Crus

IMAGINE BRUISED STRAWBERRY

No one knows
The story of the There you are.
kid Hidden among
Who comes
dysfunctional shapes.
from ducking
Bombs and hid- Envious green leaves.
ing Pointy seeds embedded in
From the men bodies of nosey red skin.
dressed When I pick you, shyness
Like the soldiers
exudes:
from Gears of Painting a picture
War
a painful story-

Growing up sus- Hidden within your soft
pected shell.
Of something,
mostly nothing Tell me.
And their liveli-
Tell me please.
hood is a crime
In the soldiers Is it abuse? Infidelity?
eyes Rape?
Their liveli- Or be simply to be who Men who aren't refugees Is it obesity? Tactfulness?
hoods are in danger you are But immigrants. Shame? distance calls. Loneliness.
All because of a shitty Imagine getting terminated No longer safe Is it lies? Separation? Foggy like a Seattle bay in It shouldn't exist but it
government While expressing your cul- At home and no longer Drugs?
But what do you under- ture Safe in America. April. does-
stand? Imagine being scared of When I cut you, white I want clarity. Keeping you from
What do you care? expressing Imagine the blood. insides give in to demands Wait. producing deliciousness
Your culture because of Imagine separate limbs of rage in hue. I want to give you clarity. and awesomeness.
This is the story what people From the body of your Letting an idea engulf and Your silence sealant fills
Of those kids Might say. Imagine being mother. develop: your cracks. No
You call suicide bombers judge, bullied, Imagine how hard it is to Buried in your precious I can not penetrate. dipped white
Those kids you despise Even beat for being no breathe
On 9/11 because somehow other From debris floating core. I can not get through. chocolate.
They were involved with Than yourself. In the air, from bombs expensive wine or
Americas Express your culture exploding. I am waiting- So lay there champagne.
Scare tactic. Wear your hijab with no But let me guess for you to tell me your Open on white cutting It doesn't take those
I mean victimized fear baby girl. The girl with the hijab on coast is clear. board- materialistic means.
By Americas scare tactic. And thy guy who looks Lines of communication
This is the story ethnic Waiting for a moment Just know-
Victims of foreign policy Of the beautiful people Is the terrorist, right? are breaking up- when you can forget the You are wounded
Is a story no other Others disrespect, look Wrong. Like celebrity pain, But
Could tell, unless experi- down upon, relationships. Abandonment, You are special.
enced Make jokes about and treat Terrorist: Violence and Static-filled like long- Alienation, Written by JW Bella
such horror. Like savages. intimidation,
against civilians, in pursuit But no matter where you dent. from the time
Imagine waking up This is a message to their of political aims. run You go to bed, from the
To the roof of your home government There will always be more Imagine the newborns. time you
Caving in due And America to get their Imagine the planes In the near and far destina- Imagine the hate and anger Get interrupted from a
To bombs shit together That drop bombs with the tion. You would build up bomb explosion,
Imagine the horror. These are the lives U.S. ARMY stamped In such situations Till the time you wake up,
Of who I consider family. On the side, waiting to kill Imagine hiding from Imagine the pain and if you could
Vision the guards strapped My brothers and sisters. More innocent people explosions heartbreak Catch some sleep.
With guns and weapons Think about the lives who But they're the terrorist, But no matter where you To see your family and
With your name written on escape right? hide people Imagine the horror.
the bullet From such horror. The risk of a building col- Just like you die.
Waiting and watching The Children Imagine the fear lapsing Imagine...
For you to mess up Women and Of running from bombs On you, is absolutely evi- Imagine getting bombed Written by Nena Soldaat