Must Rage

Rage is falling down like rain

washing thin veils of civility

into pools of beguiling notions

running quickly down the ghetto gutter

burrowing a trench along the urban sprawl

where the most powerless among us

can slurp it up from tiny red straws

pretending it is the sleeping cocktail

that will justify our violent expressions

and intoxicate our passionate revolts

against the status quo of prevailing memes

aging submissive postures ripe for giving up

every revolutionary vision we bury

out of sight in pursuit of pure survival

numbing the validity of consequences

so that mindfulness might cast

storybook rainbows across the

visceral landscapes of humanity

if only to remind the dead among us

rage must never fall like rain.

KLR ~ Aug. 28, 2011

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