This caged bird sings too (ode to Maya Angelou)

"She, all we have to do is hang on." Maya Angelou

shoulder to the wheel
i still push forward
"on a move"...
like kentucky shaman
in this life's struggle
i dance to...
the song of
Miss Calypso,
and even though
we don't always agree
i see
the prophecy
she spills forth to me,
my sistah,
my wordmotha
my love,
like you...
This Caged Bird sings!

The Cycle of Life (Ode to KHSU)

In this hole: death's womb
insatiable parasites masticate
dreams and sunlight confined
beneath the copsewood of hate
and self serving propaganda.
Still, even a sliver,
allows the lotus
to bloom and in an instant
the reprehensible swamp
becomes
a redemptive pond.