Driving Through The Apple

“I see the Empire State Building,”
He said with eyes a-wide.
“We’ll be driving past it,”
I smiled as I replied.

“Can I see it close up, from my side of the van?”
“Just look right out your window Son,
I’m certain that you can.

“Thank you, Dad! This is great, we’ll see Flat Iron, too?”
“No son, that is downtown, but a tunnel we’ll go through. “

“Oh cool. We’ll go through it? Is it by the Guggenheim?”
“No Son, that is uptown, we’ll be through it in no time. “

“You mean the tunnel? Don’t you Dad? That’s what we’re going through?”
“That’s right Son, it’s called Midtown, we’ll hit the Lincoln, too. “

“We learned about the city, Dad,
This year in class, in school.”
“Hey, there’s a yellow taxi,
The city is so cool!”

“That’s Madison Square Garden? How come it’s shape is round?”
“Hey there’s the Chrysler Building, it’s over there uptown.”

“Thanks for taking this road Dad. Seeing this is fun!”
“I’m glad you like it, little man! No problem, Jack my son.”

Copyright 2019 MDC

2018 Rap

Women’s Rights, Party Fights and violence fill the air,
White men show minorities
They truly do not care.

Each step up
Is two steps back,
To times that weren’t right.
A time when opportunity was great… if you were white.

Statues falling, names a calling
Torches, chants and death.
People fighting endlessly
Until their final breath.

Standing up for our beliefs
We’ve done it all before.
But this time moves so differently,
It’s rotten to the core.

The world perceives a weakened state,
A red and blue divide.
They could walk in and take it all
But haven’t even tried.

There’s no need to interfere
Or try to get involved
They sit and watch and wait it out,
To see if it’s resolved.

This fight within, it is a sin,
Embarrassing and wrong;
To say that we’ll make changes,
Then play the same old song.

We need to come together
As Americans once more,
We need to feel the hope, the love,
And stop internal war.

A wise man said, “The answer friend,”
“Is blowing in the wind.”
That wind of change is what will make
Our country great again.

It’s not the narcissism ,
It’s not the constant lies,
It IS the fact the stubborn base
Won’t open up their eyes.

We all have rights to our beliefs,
No ones right or wrong.
But we say that we will change
Then play the same old song.

This time round, please make it count,
Get off your ass and vote.
Turn off Fox and CNN,
Put down the damn remote.

Women and minorities
Fought so they’d be heard,
Now’s the time to raise your voice,
And make them feel your words.