words of transformation

powerful thoughts spinning in the minds  until they reach the mouth the hands  they form words that shape they move they transform they take all that bile and hatred they take it and squeeze it out into something else different  the words that become action become power become the force that this sticky goo cannot…

power of music

music flows from the windows and the bad notes fall flat to ground stick to the walls with their sharp edges digging into the deep parts of soul and hitting high notes that might make weaker folk faint from the lack of security with the intensity if feeling that sound that voice carries across ocean…

storm

you underestimate us you think you know  but you don’t know you get over-confident but we stay working  stay building  you try to trick us make us think we’re not capable  that we have no choice  that we will be ruled by fear and hate but we are not we know how to survive  we…