Lost in the Music

Lost in the Music

Tonight, don’t try to find me

I’ll be lost in the beat

The music will capture my soul

And I’ll jump into it completely and whole

Don’t even try to speak to me

Unless you’re helping me

Sing along to my favorite song

Or teaching me the words

As I scream them wrong

Don’t look at me tonight

But as Mercutio stated

Men’s eyes were meant to stare

So, I’m completely aware

That your eyes are free to move

Where they choose

But I will not see you

As I’m turning in the middle

After my feet have been let loose

Leave without me tonight

If you leave with someone

That’s none of my concern

Tonight for no one

Will I yearn

I will dance freely

Until I relearn

What it means to be me

I will be reborn

I will get lost in the music

To find myself

I will do this alone

I need no help

So tonight I plea

Just let me be

And let me find me

In every beat

 - K.S. Fort 

 

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Too Honest For Politics

Too Honest For Politics

“You’re too honest for politics.”

I sat and I pondered this.

If a phrase like this exists…

There must be truth to it.

If I’m too honest for politics,

What kind of people enter it?

If I’m too honest for politics,

Who shall I call to fix this shit?

If I’m too honest for politics,

Why is everyone so torn but passionate

Convinced their side has the answers

And the others simply destructive?

If I’m too honest for politics

Why are you so concerned if I will vote?

Because I’m voting in one criminal

Or the other

Both involved

With the same old shit.

If I’m too honest for politics,

How has our society functioned like this?

- K.S. Fort 

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Haitian Etiquette

“That’s why we share
All we have with you 
Though there’s little to be found 
Cause when all you have is nothing 
There’s a lot to go around.”

-       Prince of Egypt, “Through Heaven's Eyes”

Haitian Etiquette

“You’ll take my bed

And I’ll sleep on the floor.”

You look surprised.

“That’s not a suggestion. “

You’ve never seen this before?

You are my guest.

I can only give you my best.

Show you around

Pay for your meals

Do all that relieves stress

Don’t be afraid

To ask for anything.

“I don’t want to be a burden, I –”

I don’t want to hear it.

Don’t get up for a thing

Learn to relax and sit

Feel comfortable

When you’re in my home

For these few days

Throw your worries

Onto me

Because if you worry

How can I be happy?

This is Haitian Etiquette

Rules written long before my time

You give the very best

To every guest

So their stay is

Lovely and without worry

And they can get lost in time.

- K.S. Fort 

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But ... Your Breath Stank

But … Your Breath Stank

It’s really hard to argue with you

Your breath stank

I refuse to talk to you too

Your breath stank

You scream, “You don’t follow rules”

But … Your breath stank

You scold and try to shame me too

But … Your breath stank

It’s really hard to follow your points

Your breath stank

I could lend you a few coins

Your breath stank

Toothpaste is cheap – that’s my point

Your breath stank

I really wish that you’d stop talking

Your breath stank

I had hoped you’d continue walking

Cause … Your breath stank

I’m really not trying to be rude

But … Your breath stank

I’m praying that you will conclude

Damn … Your breath stank

I hope you know you’ve made your case

Shit… Your breath stank

NOW GET THE FUCK OUT MY FACE

YOUR MUTHAFUCKIN’ BREATH STANK !

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