Long Poems About Africa

naked beneath  
my blanket draped body s  
nocturnally wandering form  
as i walk on  
out into this raw  
primal night alone  
my shadow elongates  
out across this vast  
flat  moonlit desert floor  
cast under luminous  
mystically soothing moonlight  
my shadow elongates  
horizontally before me  
as it maasai s out  
just ahead of me  
in graceful silence  
slipping stealthily over rocks  
sleeping cactus and seemingly endless  
miles of moonlit sands beyond  
it stretches...

(Jade Tiger visits RevolutionAL in South Africa!)  
   
I roar & romp right up to Al’s front door    
And pose w’ paws on hips growlin’ his name.    
He peeks a crack & blinks then hits the floor,    
I push aside the plants and grab his frame!    
   
I pounce upon Al’s bod' as he cries "OW!”,    
There's no use to object, the signs are clear.    
I'm hungry for some cow, I want it now,    
You can't deny the fact Ms Tiger’s HERE.    
   
Go throw some veggies on the bar-b-que.    
I'll eat the steak half...

There are times even a hot shower
Cannot wash off all the slime
Or remove the heinous stench
Left by humanity's putrid bile
I try to scrub, but as hard as I try
I can't remove the collective guilt
Of the inhumanity doled out daily

Instead of trying to solve the problems
That all could be solved by the stroke of a pen
The elites use their pens to count their own wealth
Whilst in Africa alone, one child dies every minute
The money they spend on their caviar starter
Could save five children and feed them for a year
The money...

(4)
those minutest artefacts to each scents
and trail of your magnifying vacuum
wafts around in a strange infusion through
growing pores that hatches and gobbles
them in a vital necessity


(3)
It’s your eyes of melancholy
that had set in fusion with such
phenotypical sparks of mine
that’s dying or perhaps pleading
to be loved. an intermingled dying


(2)
those whispered good mornings
are hard punched thickly smooches
over my naked lips and eyes in
pleasuring shivers of a deep ...