The Same

Living in the shadows of a
Great Nation? Feeling the
inspiration of a Great People?
The poor survive on aspirations,
food stamps and homelessness,
mass incarceration, in prison
mess halls a sea of Black and
Brown faces, poor Whites and
Asians, Indigenous Nations—
non-citizenry, immigrants, the
mosaic of the Star Spangled Banner.

The Eagle flies on Fridays, and
Wall Street celebrates with the
champagne of imperialism.

Bombs go bursting in air—Iraq,
Afghanistan and Syria, Apartheid
Israel prays for freedom from
Arab assaults, while confining
Palestinians in walled reservations,
as Europe builds walls and fences to
keep the Brown and Black swarm from
escaping U.S. imperialism/Zionist
prayers.

The Eagle flies on Fridays, and
Wall Street celebrates with the
champagne of racism.

Oh! Say can you see by the daunterly
light as Jihadist dawns challenging
scholars and war strategists, as
their schisms and sects scar the
face of Islam, making it ugly
to the world’s peoples.

The innocent suffer 500 pound
bunker bombs, as drones blast with
misguided missiles and car bombs
sever souls from bodies absent
discrimination, with the flash of
light, the heat of hell, the
clash of political ideology and
theology forces us all to rethink
the beneficence of Divine Providence.

The Pope laments Mullahs fatwas
while Presidents and Prime Ministers
wring their hands, befuddled in the
quest to impose Democracy void of
equality as international corporations
reap enormous profits, while the climate
deteriorates at such a pace in 50
years Miami will be the next Atlantis
or Lemuria.

The Eagle flies on Fridays, and
Wall Street celebrates with the
champagne of exploitation.

Our common humanity screams for
justice, but the plutocracy does not
hear us, taking it to the streets,
to increase the volume of our
speech. Muslims, Christians, Jews,
Atheists, Anarchists, Socialists, is
it not true we are conceived and born
in the world the same; nourish our-
selves the same; love our children
the same; desire love the same;
feed off the land the same, why
not deny the differences—celebrating
that which is the same?

Just thinking out loud, if you know
the answer—tell me?

Jalil A. Muntaqim
Apartheid Attica
September 2016