Protest Poetry: Hashtag Censorship

In this digital age
There’s a new kind
Of censorship – 
It always starts
With words – 
The hashtag
A symbol of 
A searchable category
Some hashtags are blocked
Others have a disclaimer
Hashtags are only words – 
And they’re telling us
What words we can
Or cannot use – 
I’m using the banned words

From the poetry collection Cats, Coffee, Catharsis.

Flashback Friday Poetry: Escape to Reality

welcome people to my dream
perhaps now all of you will see
all the craziness inside of me
is caused by my own deformity
and i can’t escape the reverie
Damned in this Hell i might just be
i’m asking someone to set me free
freedom from my own insanity
’cause i am my own worst enemy
and i won’t live through this travesty
if my mind just keeps on pushing
this goddamned soul with the false belief
that he might actually be something
if he tries hard enough to make the scene
he’s lost all will unfortunately
so he’ll rot in Hell for eternity
but i don’t believe that’s my destiny
so i will make the stand if you please
my life won’t go to the pits of Hades
i’ll go and conquer the seven seas
so if you’ll excuse me i must leave
it’s time to live the reality

Early poetry from James. From the poetry collection Pariah Bound: The Lonesome Poetry.

Throwback Thursday Poetry: Tiny

i am the man with the tiny hands
tiny hands for a tiny man
they may be small but they beat the rest
these hands of mine they pass the test

i am the cheat with the tiny feet
tiny feet for the tiny cheat
though they are small i beat out the rest
these feet of mine they are the best

i’m smaller than most; bigger than some
the whole idea, i’ve grown numb
i’m average in the eyes of the wise
ugliness i see through my eyes

Early poetry from James. From the poetry collection Pariah Bound: The Lonesome Poetry.