The Fire is Spreading

Latasha Trimiew

The Fire is Spreading 

The place that cradled me is buring

And now that the fire is extinguished

I have to rebuild two homes

Because now my parents are divorced

And are no longer two people in unison

But two individuals one I call mom the other I call dad

And even though im not letting being a number beat me

I'm still on the charts statistically speaking

I sort of but never saw it coming, it was just my luck

Like standing in the road but not getting out of the way for that mack truck before it could deliver that truck load of hurt on my heart.

But now that their divorced they keep clawing at each other

To get a bigger part of my so-called heart

What I once knew as a wonderful middle class home

Has burned down to the ground and nothing but ashes are left

I do still have some fragments of family pictures, vacations, and funny moments when we were happy

I guess thats what keeps me sane and my heart from growing cold to either of them

The fire marshal said the fire started because of lying, arguments over money, not communicating, adultery, deceit.

Chaday, Lamont, and myself all suffered from smoke damage

The fire was two years ago and our lungs still aren't clear

Because we get sparks thrown at us from the constant crossfire

Am I hurt or burned, hurt or burned, hurt or burned?

Either way I'm left traumatized and scorned

Because never again do I want to see the rapidness of flames tare through a once loving home as though it were nothing.

Never again do I want to see the ambulance, policeman, and fire truck at my home for something that was so preventable.

Even the fire marshal, a stranger, said all we had to do was call 555 the therapy hotline and our home could have been saved.

The place that nourished me is gone

The family ties we had are no longer strong

So I try not to lie , ask for money, or argue with them

But sometime I slip

And even though nothing beats a failure but a try

Sometimes all I can do is cry, and cry, and cry

I vow now that I won't be a fire starter and flames won't ever see me

Although the fire marshal said he doubts that statistically speaking

I say bull shit ain't no way a number is gonna beat me

This is a Digital Transition

Richard Coppage

This is a Digital Transition of the soul

For it is time to change the channel

There will be no more drama in this soap opera

I ask you to laugh with this comedy

To enjoy the actions of this thriller

And not to fear any horror

Change

Now I want you just to know what's new

I'm now Living Single

Within A Different World

With my best friends Rosanne and The Cosbys

Change

But back then I use to be a Rug rat

Over time grew up to be All That!

During a time where we would say Hey Arnold!

But these days some try to Sponge Bob

With a Girl named Dora as she explores

Some Blue's Clues

Change

But some of us still try to find Carmon San Diego

As she chills with Captain Planet

And the Power Rangers

On Gullah, Gullah Island

Change

Well Remember;

Nickelodeons are only 5 cents

And it's easy to learn you ABC's

And to Catch a FOX

All you need is a little TNT  

--C. Davenport

2007

Traveled

I traveled around

Looking for something

A something I do not know

With the devotion of competition

Wishing to be like someone else

I'm lost

I wonder if I travel

To be someone

I wonder if I travel

to find someone

I wonder if I travel

To find myself

My head is full of confusion

Like a over populated school

With students in the halls

Waiting for the bell to ring

Or like a rain cloud

Ready to let go

My heart feels torn in half

Like the parting of the Red Sea

When Moses was leading his people

Out of Pharaoh's land

My soul feels trapped

As a prisoner in Alcatraz

Sitting in a locked seal

Away on an island

And my desires, sinful

I feel as I am being pulled in every direction

Left, right, forward, backward, up, down

Feeling confused,

Feeling trapped

'Tis not the first travel

I've traveled before

To find my heart

To find my home

And to find who I really am

The constant stream brought to me the youth of my love

Always showed me a way home

Reminding me that it is ok to be different

It showed me to always be a neutral member in life

To never choose sides

Let everything that happens come to you

You don't go to it

There are always outcomes

Just listen to what your heart leads to

Everything has ways of lying

Everything has ways of telling the truth

As the constant stream flowed, I looked inside

And saw all the things there were to see

I saw the pureness of a lamb grazing in the meadow,

The loyalty of a dog, defending its owner against strangers

And the truth of a new born baby

All tied in together

All, tied into me

I need to head home

Capture myself

And stay

Stay where I am me

And to never travel again.