http://slow.writerscafe.org/politiquillz The original writings of author John Meisenheimer en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776096815 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 At seven years old I stood no taller than your average Great Dane while weighing the equivalent of a Pomeranian. As small as I was, I wasn’t used to wearing large targets on my back attracting school bullies, so I used creativity to compensate for my size.For example, one day a kid in my class.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/politiquillz/1553280/ Diamond tongued Einstein lyricistsBattle wrappedIn battle rapsBy bourgeois imperialists.Inferior tricksMeant to pull brothers off cornersLike ho’sIn economic porno flicks.Yet, it’s much more than this: Puppeteers clutching the stringsEmbeddedIn the tongues of Black voice &#201326604.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/politiquillz/1552805/ If our gait guides stray bullets,Ricocheting off sign posts,Fragmenting the lives of inner-city innocence,How should we the people respondTo those boundless renegades,Those rogue banditsCowering behind the blinding light of their shield?How else should the people respondWhen a child dies,1-8-7 from .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/politiquillz/1552801/ Drugs and gunsProliferating through the streets,Brothers destroying one another,A conspiracy!The plan’s almost complete.Peruvian flake exported,ImportedSo the race could be distorted,Judicially and politically extorted. Blind-folded,Not meant to see,Forced into the ghettosNestled into pov.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/politiquillz/1552794/ “Daddy! Daddy!How do bullets fly,Like stars at nightAs they shoot across the sky,If they have no wingsLike the purple dragons in my dreamsWho fly me across the worldTo places I’ve never seen?” “Baby”, her father said,Resting fingers atop her head.“Bullets fly.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/politiquillz/1552785/ Black queen,Beauty bound by soul,Why ask whyBeauty’s found in a rose?As a seedlingIn the womb of the earth,Nature’s 360 degrees,Blessed by its birth.Like you precious angel,It rises to the light blindly in the sky,Destined for loveliness,Its allure is far from shy.Allow me a momentTo fur.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/politiquillz/1552750/ Crown of the Black woman,All see the strength,Draped in robes of virtue,A jewel of the human race.A mighty queen,Who motivates, nurtures, and consoles;Holds her people together,Helping them to grow.None are without struggles,She just copes a bit better.Incorporating love and strength,A guiding light.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/politiquillz/1552743/