Academia blocks real knowledge,
Native Peoples will attest
So many wrappings covering their lies,
each field does then arrest
With logic and ethics pointing the way,
their path leads further down
Young minds abandoned, thoughts astray,
pontificates espouse
Academia buries the truth
then wears it like a crown
Claiming it only for itself,
its charlatans abound
Attacking all others points of view
with ink to cut and maim
Touting themselves, they flounder and drift
—a victim of their game
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2019)
Ancient Voices
All bareness forgiven
the razors gone dry
The excuses all shaven
no more asking why
A soul once abundant
my face starts to fill
No sentence redundant
no lines to go shrill
New destiny chosen
man’s burden unsung
The look becomes learned
masculinity sum
All chains have unshackled
a face that goes deep
A beard now awakens
—ancient voices that sleep
(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2015)
Before The Fire
The eyes of the artist
the spirit of man
The spark before the fire
the vision—before the plan
(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2015)