lokol and globol kowboyz

(a litany of trigger happy gun users and “conquerors”)

 

lokol and globol kowboyz

I shewt
bewhere
stay awey
mighty fense
you vermin
its myne
keep aut
don’t nock
you lost
no home
moov on
you ded
the end
 

Crane

Crane

you’re the kind

           gentle breeze

                      caressing my soul

                                 you’re the fresh

                                            drink of peace

                                                       fading my load

                                                                  you’re the cultivator

                                                                             bringing me hope

                                                                                        you’re the magnetic

                                                                                                   maestro

                                                                                                              tugging my road

                                                                                                                         you’re the fusion

                                                                                                              trigger

                                                                                                   giving me support

                                                                                        you’re the sheer

                                                                             pacemaker

                                                                  drumming my role

                                                       you’re the counter

                                            balance

                                 making me whole

                      you’re the auto

           pilot

drawing me home

(by Fazeel Azeez Chauhan, 10-15-98)