Poetrv
^Ou. fxiseSOm&tklK^ ajttlits
t(t>e> kur-t ciK((pain on dncl ok,
'T/vatsp&ckieome^OKC wko ma.i^^u. ?pt
c/a
is not a/^(u«(aK^mot^e to n(a£e> ^oa. speciai,
Stoj^ix^ into space, a/(c( tkin^iK^ o^
a iov> tkat is ok^^ se^nt^t^om ai>oihe>,
Bu.t a fas ^oa. oj^e iox&^^ okcI uj(U(tiH^ it eMf-ef^
/KOf^e.
p/^a^in^ (^odi>e mer-ci^a.iandka^ that iou^ in
stor-e^.
/^issin^ that person in he^dl witk ^oa. at ni^kt^
kodin^ tkem andioif-in^ tk&m t^i^kt.
ffopin^ tke^ iuiiicaiitke ne>x>t da^,
Utsec no me^sa^ and tke pkone, not Mn^in^
M^kt aw^,
^ou. (vaKt to caii, lut a/*c siepticaiand not
su/^^
^ouf^ keartackin^ and l>od^ hccomin^ impafc,
Comt&mpiatin^ tkoifkts o^t^e^ction andd's-
t/*ustj
Ut ile4,pin^ kope and tke’ io(H> ^oa mast.
0(nti^it comes a time wken ai^is^ne,,
tke> ne^(y^ dies and tke pain iin^s on and
on,
3f:
D.T.H. EDITORIALS
What is it that makes a statement
so fierce?
Do the letters team up against you,
devising their sinister plots—
fighting for a common cause?
Each word strategically placed
like army platoons\ready for war.
Or gang members
protecting their territory
on the very last page.
Are words really that powereful?
Or are they just simple pawns
battling on plain white chess
boards?
Nothing more
than the marriage of pen and paper—
the alliance of tongue and breath.
Maybe some words just sit there
like tigers in their little jungle
just sitting...
waiting,
anticipating their chance to pounce.
By: Delvin Davis
THE BLACK INK
OCTOBER/NOVEMBER 1997
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