First Snow

The sky exploded
Into a carnival of
Soft white confetti
That blanketed the already
Frozen streets of the city.

©2014 MDSHall

Cityscape #1

Skyscrapers murmur
Grim subway rumblings in their roots
Below the city.

@2014 MDSHall

Blood for Oil

(although they deny
this as reason for being
at war in the Gulf)

The ink is still fresh
Like the blood for oil that saturates
Our headlines.

©2006 MDSHall

Hearts and Flowers

For Mama T.L.C.

She used words to say
Anything & everything
But saved silence
For when her eyes
Would flood
With laughter, or
Swim in her
Weathered sentiments.


Slavery by Another Name

It’s a crying shame
We are
Left with these
Legacies of dead presidents
Long gone
& looked upon
Like links in a chain

From slavery to Jim Crow
To the present day minstrel show
Of slavery by another name.

But who is to blame?
For this system of mass
Incarceration, which

Is (& always has been) the new
Plantation under incorporation

All due to the loophole
In the 13th amendment:
Slavery shall not exist

Except as punishment
For crimes of the duly convicted.
There’s an abundance

Of evidence of things not seen
Nor sown,  reaped to let it be
Known, that the myth
Of Black criminality is obscene.
Our Blackness
Does not make us
Miscreants, although
Maybe misunderstood; yet,
We continue
To be convicted
For our convictions —
Persecuted like Jesus;