Burn For Eternity
Born from this searing blaze, 
Fire twists, bound to my heart and wrists, I raise a burning fist, as swift as shades dance the courts' ballets. 

Ismenios bathes in serendipitous lakes where his serenades appraise more than their weight.
 
Prometheus belts freely from the ironclad alps: “these chains cannot hold for eternity!
But I'll burn for eternity.”

Both Seth and Horus share in a chorus which ripples through sand in waves with these staves.

Not even enough steps to fill a staircase at the finish line of an eight-year race.
When going through hell, where even the devil prays,

but I'll wear an anacrusis like a crucifix 
and carry it for seven nights and days 
until the very oil burns out of my lungs.

Even when I'm on the final rung, the lower I climb the steeper this road runs.
As soon as I get to the bottom, the game just resets. 

Though, I'll never roam near those depths,
but I'll burn like the Cadmia
for as long as the audience lets. 

Music & Silence
Back pressed against an unfamiliar ceiling; 
drifting along the ramps; 
banging my head on lamps; 
shielding my ears from these amps 
blaring whatever's airing; 
tell 'em how you're really fairing; 
without sparing pens that strike the mind; 
give a piece of yours and I'll give a piece of mine; 
I cannot read those lines too fine to hide behind;
Letters drafted by hope are impossible to sign; 
They’re freeing for a time before the stanzas twine;
Amass all the words you find; 
An entire lexicon will never outshine;
The brilliance that music and silence provide.

As We the People, March in the Millions
We will grow from millions to be billions of civilians
with the knowledge provided by free college
but as long as they maintain their paywall
our education will remain their hostage.

As we the people, march in millions
water drains from the trees of billions,
but it never reaches the roots.
Mud clings to our boots.

As we the people, march in millions
we embrace cooperation and cohabitation.
In solidarity, we reject this capitalist delusion.
We’ve seen how competition breeds division.

As we the people, watch our staircase crumble 
we must be careful on this steppe,
before we tumble. Without free education, 
we cannot have a free nation. 

We the citizens, with our inalienable rights,
have lost the sanctuary for which a nation fights.
When did it become divisive, to believe in life, 
liberty and the pursuit of happiness?

Few of us have the knowledge to preserve
the very documentation which assures due process.
Politicians conserve in rich coffers 
as we unknowingly recline into coffins.

Our greatest power struggle was lost 
because we keep fighting in the wrong spot.
We fought hopeless battles at the largest stage
and not where the real war is waged.

As we the people, march in millions
we confuse the identity of politics
with the identity of politicians
who have betrayed civilians in favor of “constituents”. 

Our greatest weapon belongs in the classroom, 
but now we have crude weapons in our classrooms.
How does this generation shield the next in onyx
from an administration that knowingly breaks its promise?

Freedom to learn, freedom to seek out education,
freedom to not be imprisoned by the paywall that is tuition,
freedom from the oppression of the mind,
freedom to climb beyond the pearly gates

As we the people, march in millions
we can hear just as many voices
their shouts of discontent, we join them in outrage
rattling the bars and chains of this gilded cage

As we the people, march in millions
we march first in the mind,
where we cannot be confined
to walking carefully within their line.

This paywall was erected immediately after
our right to be civil silenced heinous laughter
and left their “way of life” in infamous tatters
but even then, our feint victories meet disaster.

Those who wish to conserve the past
block the way for you and I to enter a class
because access to the classroom 
leads to consciousness of class.

When done well, 
it gives us the conscience to act. 
If we were to pass an Act, 
ensuring tuition-free education

those who delegate would know
that they would be replaced
by those whose faces
they meet with ‘love-filled’ hatred.

As we the people, march in millions
remember this cry for freedom
was not for the ones whose billions
were stolen from civilians.

We will start our march for free education
with our local governance, then our states
then our nation as a whole, for education
is the only shovel that can dig us out of this hole.

Remember this cry for freedom
was for you and me,
who march on City Hall
in the millions!