“… you better get out here …”
Of gratitude for my Fathers
“… in the royalty …”
Of those echoes from my Pops that don’t stop
“… am greater than …”
A poem to the plane in the sky or a metaphor for what’s left of our humanity
“… born of our
own …”
The heft of our theft
“… in a world that thrives on it …”
A reading of the Wages of Reflection and a question
Now, I don’t own the rights to the music, but I own the prose. I read this piece that I penned in 2021 over a track entitled “A new Joy” by the late Jazz legend Roy Hargrove. That said, ask yourself that inconvenient question and if necessary, take appropriate action. Copyright © 2022 ShunPwrites. AllContinue reading “A reading of the Wages of Reflection and a question”
The divorce
“… of their humanity …”