Home Invasion


I see him….
He is drawn to the light emerging from my front windows
The beacon light
in the darkness

I see him…
outside
Gazing ….
admiring the paint layered across my majestic exterior ….
He knows that there are riches within

I see him…
How his eyes glaze as he is consumed with desire……
I watch
as he prepares his heist……

Quickly
I turn off the lights within my home…..
Hide….
and pray for daylight

He peers in the windows
to see if I’m home….
waits to see signs of life within my walls…
Listens
for the echos of laughter
down my halls..

Content that he is alone…..
He begins his frenzied
robbery….
I watch…..
as the blood rushes to his head

his face almost purple with anticipation….

First he bangs against my front door….
unsuccessful in his attempts…
splintering the wood and breaking the handle in his haste……

Frustrated he races to the back door…… a battering ram against my limited defenses….’.pummeling the door and walls

Enraged
he does immeasurable damage to my framework
I hear it
creaking and moaning
as at strains against his blows…….

He returns to the front…..
His anger at its climax
In a final gesture of desperation he destroys my final defense….

bashing in my windows with two quick blows….
He enters quickly and rushes through my walls
Destroying everything within his path….
I watch…..as he pilfers that which is not his
my pearls……my rubies….my everything
He dirties them with his unclean hands..
He does not stop to admire their beauty
Instead he takes them… viciously breaking them in the process….

He is Hungry for more
and
I watch him
With horror….with fear..

Finally
Unable to watch a moment longer…….
I retreat to my attic…my safe place….
I hunker down and I pray
…for help
….for daylight
…..for revenge

( never again can I proudly welcome visitors into this home….
the damage is too great)

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Baduism


Do you Badu

do you flow

like I do

Is your rhythm fly

are your words sweet

Can you speak your soul

over a hot beat?

Do they snap their fingers

and close their eyes

as you mesmerize them

with your songs reprise?

Do they bob their heads

or swing their hips

are your words a spell

they cant resist?

Do you feed their minds

and soothe their pain

are you in it for love

and not just for the fame?

Oh is it

true

do You

Badu

like

I do?