An Angry Rock Has No Moss

There’s no reason to be scared

As fear looks you in the eye

I will always be prepared

As a faithful shield by your side



Fire may escape

From deep within the dragon’s mouth

I am the water

The voracious current putting him out



Putting him back in place

Back with all the other feeble misled sheep

Holding the rod with one hand

While the other calmly caresses you to sleep



All it would take is an act

Not even a request

One wrong move

And I’ll lay the beast to rest



I know you’re afraid

All I ask is that you have just a little bit of faith

I’ve already seen my own death

Not even a giant can budge me from my place



I give you shade

I give you peace

I am the great aged rock skinned tree



My life’s been laid

For the cost of your enemies

Ensuring tomorrow’s sunrise they’ll never see…

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Enemies

Read Don L. Lee (Haki Madhubuti) "Enemies" Broadside Press, Detroit. Definition of my enemies are not rubber stamped or mass produced by govt entities or commentators or warriors. Worse, I am not afraid. At 63, death is a friend and nothing else can happen except suffering - the definition of hell. Very subjective. Interesting posture - If we were being bombed and you had a means to take them out, we could talk - otherwise, tanks on broadway - now there's a poem! ~Lady A~