for (& inspired by) Sonia Sanchez and Thulani Davis
all the poets & the part-time singers always hang inside
along with the microphone fiends
& spoken wordsmiths
who usually congregate on the corner of the neworld cypher
but on this saturday nite
are transmitting live
from the Chronograph, Uptown, where overground meets
underground. & the deejays play till dawn,
airing their motto:
Time Marches On–
to a sanctuary of bassheads & beatfreaks who interface
with the bass of soul vibrations
happening everywhere,
even down here on the ground where wonders & signs
speak like a child. where consciousness
is its own revival
& “the only preacher is a poet,” conversing with the collective
conscience of the universe with words
born to speak rivers
As Sonia would say…
Remembering what we have learned from history
& all that the world has since forgot
so as not to repeat it, but
instead be it as we evolve into an everlasting song
colored by the indigenous magic
of our own thoughts
& reflections. never forgetting that our greatest
weapons will always be our words
but actions always speak louder.
