The Sun God (the sequel)

by Shani Cruz

(dedicated to Common)

Tints of thug passion
mixed with incense
Deep thought overshadowed
by ignorance or impulse
masks worn by adolescents
Immature hearts
Excuse my french
Eyes haunting like angel chimes
Wind blows
They go on and on
and on and on
like smoke
polluting the air
with bravado
repetitive norm
No sunshine
inside the storm
Babies born
crucifixed with
mothers breathing
Fathers who claim
they doing right
while going left
Mahagony rainbow
seekers in awe by
the presence of God
in bleek tenaments
Molested minds
Decrepit sense of self
Worth shedding tears
in alcohol abyss
yet despite all this
my poetry lives and
God still love us
and all our kids
and the sun remains
shining in souls as
big as the clouds
thunderous screams
or dreams visualized
in first steps before
the world creates
forcefields and leaves
us suspect of change
Sun God is constant
like silken promises
draped in brown
baby intent pure
laments of depth
Spiritual solitude
Our secret hideaway
appears in daylight
I may be blue like indigo
while my friend is bright red
but that's alright
Sun still out at midnight
and God love me in spite
of whatever

The Sun God (the sequel) by Shani Cruz

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