and that's what we're all about tonight every night all the time so we're really excited that you've joined us my name is hand obama i am with capital that are that's our that's our name that we have right now but we're actually looking to to rename to rebrand we got a few suggestions from our last open mike around said names and so we've been trying to kind of kick those around we're probably going to have another meeting oh there i can hear myself now too we're going to have another meeting in order to kind of bring people together or to really formalize a name a renaming process so we really want to get some input you know just to be honest we've kind of been stuck like creatively with the board and other people and the names that we've been kind of mulling around so we really want to hear from you we want to get your thoughts on unredeeming we have some ideas and we can kind of bring those up and see what you all think but anyways so we're here thank you so much this is our nd open mike that we've had in this space and it's really exciting to see some people who have been here before new people anyone new to just open mike in general anyone never been to one or this is their st time to a chemical that i one anybody oh ok oh a few people also all right well thank you thank you so much for coming work so excited that you're here and we hope that you come back and continue to to share your words your thoughts and share the space with us so we're going to get started i'm going to be your host name my name is hana baba i'm going to do my formal and to our family and to our friends and stuff so all right so we're going to go ahead and get started we have some amazing performers tonight oh my gosh i was looking at the slits and i was just so excited about who we have we also have an amazing feature who we recall and ricardo is an engineer and a poet and he shared his lovely poetry with us during our st open mike here in the space so let's give it up  tonight i'm not only from domenica republic but i have lived for years in the united states before i read my poems i would like st to a think thought to apply by force to middle east inferno three afghanistan south vietnam iraq those higher lessons forgotten they rather choose pot of eyes than to be your servant fyfe here i won't like to to give you a reference here in about three about thirty years ago a iranian plane with two hundred and ninety passengers a was shot down by a u s warship interestingly enough the united states never apologized for that tragic mistake so here goes five united states of vice airlines not to flight over iran now tell me mr trump who shot down he said treasure to caress but your black panties are leaving temple ok i notice that this was dedicated need to talk with sayings don't need to speak clearly just need the tsunami in my soul and that a graceful i'm not a wanted to just mention our open mike space and you know the space that we like to to create we are totally drug and free alcohol space for our shows and for our events we really take that as a value but we also really like to focus on the youth and we'd love to have some if you know young people who are interested in this we'd love to have you bring them we love to always try to center and have our young people you know be able to i mean i was in second grade when i learned about poetry and i remember just been so excited about having this new way of expressing myself and i had the poem that was really it was super cheesy it was like fun in the sun in the summer and but they put it on the front of our  was amazing and so i have a copy of that but it just inspired me and throughout my life it's always been something that's really grounded me it's really really you know given me strength and motivation and we just want to continue that tradition and that really great value so this next piece is about something i feel guilty about in the haven't apologized for it yet haven't apologized for it so you know i'm fernando gomes and i was not born a nice person now that's a serious concern for most anyone to have put for someone who has spent his life developing a relative utilitarian ethical system for concurrently trying to teach my daughter about good i'm wrong that can be quite devastating fortunately believe that there is hope for those born like me i believe that kindness can be brought about through intelligence as well not just in the early so i have learned to be kind that in the best interest for me st learned about my problem when i was young during christmas the happiest time for any child right christmas time however began with the sound of bones breaking a sharp ringing and the lightning shooting up the nerves of my arm on to reach the back of my skull my mom was on the floor of our driveway the imitation parikh's container filled with the malice laid next to her cracked open her eyes were open her pain was confused in mouth a suffocated moan that the bag to know why it was betrayed i turned back and said it was my birthday not knowing that telling her to just move recreate a chain of events for those two words in my memory so it was three thirty in the morning we had just returned from our annual christmas eve dinner and white as my equal she was the st and only member of her family to have get a green card to re crossed over often i hated it and my mouth was and cousins would make fun of me for not knowing proper spanish they would tart me when i would mix and mix in english words in spanish they would ask me if i thought i was better than them i was six i never answered them but i think they knew that that the answer was ultimately yes but that's not what made me hate it it was christmas eve and tradition allowed my cousins to open up all their christmas presents at midnight my mother wouldn't bring any of my christmas presents with us so we were poor but we were american poor we just different than were on common so we don't want to show off and make them feel bad my mother would rationalize so i stood there paralyze holding my breath as the clock struck twelve a frenzy of shredding wrapping paper filled the living room laughter  continued to resonate an echo in the darkness reaches of my being with my with the that's what i told her my older brother ran to help my mom up she yelped in pain and stayed paralyzed and she stayed paralyzed on the floor she had tripped getting out of my brother's  car and it was my duty to help her get out of the car my duty to hold her hand but i didn't hold her hand so the ambulance came when the quitting we couldn't get her to stand and we spent christmas at the hospital when mom broke her hip in two different places and almost lost her right leg as a hang from its nervous system it took a year for her to walk without crutches she never really fully recovered she walked with a limp in her health declined  that too why paramedics and believe her and accuse her of being drunk my family was shamed by that accusation yet i stayed quiet no one ever asked me why they didn't take her hand i wouldn't know how to answer it but one thing i do know is that i am to blame the jealousy anger and resentment that came easily that night did not help me it wasn't my best interest that created the shame and guilt that post inside of me with every tender step my mom took since that day i hi it and saw how my mom never questioned her unfortunate accident she protected me i realized i was not born with her kindness i don't feel the same eight when i see a child fall and scrape their knee or when there's an oil spill in the atlantic but i learn to rationalize what must be done what should not be done and i can calculate and the answer is kindness that's when the best interest of the world and subsequently the best interest of me so i can protect the good i can protect the now even though i wasn't born with kindness let me do another one it's called mother's milk my daughter asked me why am i brown it was a question destined to be examined only at twilight during that tragic time before bedtime when even a there mind i was conscious my response had the authority to crystallize and transfixed the moment upon her gloom or radiance will be the forgotten charm that would be impressed in her unconscious dreams and continue to echo and her years of her own children for my daughter's mater was denied her own mother's affection team to placenta disappointment from the womb invincible invisible in the grounds of her gloomier skin her mother would only six it succeed and loving her in pieces so for my daughter her mom her own mother would teach her how she resembled her daughter i mean her father as a young woman her mother would announce proudly how men would lust for her and not her daughter all because of her ultimate possession her white skin my daughter's mother condemned her own features her wide no most impressed a small scar which never healed because she would crevice her dark elbows and knees were fear is the screw up in baths hoping always hoping it would liberate finer skin she tired of standing in her window ledge facing the cold moonless night feeling dismayed when she witnessed or overheard the suffering of others ultimately veiled under her long dark hair her fate was settled validation found in waves of static on am radio stations my daughter's mother remained there my daughter asked again why am i brown i answered because you were not denied your mother's milk allred i was born here in denver raised in brighton there are seven of us brothers and three sisters three of my brothers are teachers i just graduated from community college of course studio b has green screen and it's a beautiful place to do movies and we'll probably do our movie in green screen name of this i'm a writer and i have a lot of story content this one is outrageous contagious haring you had a nose like a cherry and lips like blueberries he was very hairy outraise is contagious hairy was ragged in his pants said to the floor then he zipped up his door he was only human like any woman and he liked  everything was a treat tender and sweet harry was funny when he jumped like a bunny he looked like a rag dog as he'd roll like ball rolling up and rolling down rolling all around he would sit up and stare point the pie in the air at the clouds in the sky and wonder why he was up in a flash when he looked through the trash dumpster diver was he as he was piling you could see him smiling he he was short and he looks so cool but he looked like a fool who kind of odd like a flower pot some people say he was not all there never would say how can i be all there when i'm  here as he sat in the chair when a mall here not to disappear drinking a beer he looked like a mess as he said he came from his heart free in the air never in despair harry was outrageous but he was contagious he would start snoring people would start roaring that been in crying some said he would almost a lie some people would would lay on the ground rolling historical like bowling outrageous harry was a character like a clown upside down running around he would row and play like he was in the hay with nothing to say animals would come around as he lay on the ground and some would even from people thought harry had no sense when he kept them in suspense then he was up like a rocket searching his pocket not in disgrace but with a funny face it was outrageous contagious hairy kind of scary colorful and cute rich rich to boot but with no loot he was crazy lazy and hazy and never runt he was upfront never pretending to be what he wasn't because he was in his cousin harry started changing when harry started changing he started rearranging because he wanted a woman that was only human to he needed the comfort of home and maybe a phone there is life was changing all right i just want to point out a few things if you need to use a restroom it's around the corner through the door past where the snacks are there's also snacks anyone needs any snacks there are over there in the area i'm actually going to bring up i'm going to pas here we're going to have a kind of a brief pozen in our poets i am actually going to bring up deseret to talk about a community organization some information that she wants to share with you all we have partners that we like to partner with and we are going to be able to  have one of our partner share some information about the organization that she works with so let's give  september i work for the native youth and my actually one of my coworkers heroes stand it rose fitness for the native youth about denver and they recently moved from westminster to down by cheese man park we're also trying to focus on additional arts and culture programs and also doing yoga with the students and so yeah this is our organization and if you guys have any questions go ahead in ask myself a rose we have our cards available and if you ever want to volunteer we're actually having a silent auction coming up in then if you want to donate we're asking the nations  chair yeah it's a pleasure to be back i'm going to be chairing one of the pieces that i shared previously and then just one very short tiny little poem i'm repeating the one that i read last time because i just really want one of my friends to hear it  don't know why i want them to hear this piece just because yeah they're both really moan they're about heartbreak so you know tis the season so we used to say our love was cosmic your last letter to me a hand traced rendition of the scott lee booka on a bright orange placard said we felt ancient together you wrote that you had a dream you me on a beach in san francisco with him you didn't know what that meant but you knew i had always wanted to move to california and that he was the aztec god of self reflection i knew how much you love the sea you had hoped he could help me through whatever i was going through you always spoke like that simple yet understanding a contrast to my constant noise in need to comprehend i remember our trip to san francisco where you held my hand at the edge of the pacific and said i want you to meet my mother the clouds parted and the ocean grew warm at our feet as if to offer us her blessing i thought of the oceans our parents our ancestors have crossed for us to meet how warmly they must have smiled down on this th i think of the blessings our mothers gave us your mom shuffling hurriedly around the house uneasy with premonition you asked get their eyes mamma and she answered with her maternal intuition doing  i think of my mom giving us a ride back to your house when she joked we might adopt children and give them a good home if you didn't want to bear them and in this quiet way i knew she liked you too so if our love was cosmic and i do believe it was then our break was all the more earth shattering i've struggled to write this poem this epic for the past year since it was never easy for me to write a love poem for you as i am a perfectionist at heart so i wrote so many it pains me you may never get to see to string together our love into a coherent composition would have been to imply our love was anything but timeless it was a crisscrossing of life times i could never contain truth be told i never thought we would and so i never thought to write one part of me still doesn't believe we have as we used to say time doesn't exist but as indignant as i am i am only human and the grief i have felt for your loss has been one of the greatest wonders of my world and demands i approximate the feeling none the less so we were two astronauts plunging headfirst into the sun and wasn't so warm you made my heart leap i would have brought all just to be close to you i paid no attention to the warning signs this radioactive heat threatening to poisonous destroy us if we flew too close i had never felt a light but a touch light and pure as yours passed loves had heavy hands left me son seared my skin grew thick scars if it were up to me i would have held onto we became stardust we were two astronauts headed straight into oblivion a place you knew we wouldn't come back from thank you thank you for leaving before we burned out before there was nothing left to come back for the day you left me a chain broke our gridlock you pounded one way i the other us two astronauts cut from the shuttle you said i love you and want to keep loving you time and place willing but we can't do this right now the way we both are i remember our last kiss in front of your house i looked st at your closed eyes then the darkness surrounding your silhouette the sun dipping low and out of reach how cold i felt then the heart ache deep as lineage torn by the seams my shame love were so simple for families like ours we were both just depressed and we weren't growing anymore it takes more than love to stay together this is what i said my mother in a depressed marriage for over thirty years did not understand and she has asked no more questions we tried to remain friends for two months after our break and i kept my distance for as much as i longed for you the temptation to rebound never trump the respect that i had for you the desire i had for the both of us to grow a self destructive hookup could have never compared to the beautiful love we shared i regret trying to talk about what went wrong before the dust had settled i was stubborn as a magnet trying hard to connect but you repelled from me bounded the other way how naive to think i could process your loss in a mere two months but it's taken me a revolution around the sun to accept to try once again to twist faith in my intuitions for an idealistic vision for as beautiful as our love was even if you returned we will never be the same we can't be and this i know now is for the  gift that x that i had written that piece about had given me and it's kind of like tiny either the same themes of like space and you know whatever but yeah so this one is called the tale of how the moon swallowed the sun and burst into flames above my bed used to hang the paper mach mosaic you bought me in cuba a colorful portrait of the moon cresting the sun subconsciously my brain came to see your likeness in her vistage full figure long lashed strokes deep red lipstick a mystic look painted in her single eye hanging below her on in a rate of strings a star jubilant in beaming with a bright eyed fish in a playful sea horse i picked up the moon her star and her creatures and i took them away into a dark night stand i put out there light i do not yet know if i will burn them or let their faces collect dust when all of this is said and done and i have moved on i guess a de dust or ashes is the same fate anyway strange isn't it the sun never got a  face that was great thank you so much some other things that we try to do with this space is really promote for people not just creative expression in just the way that they want to express you know how they're feeling in their experiences but also cultural pie you know in our language and you know our heritage and our ancestors and i just love the mix of poems and knowledge and experience that we're hearing tonight so i think you know we're going to keep it going so let's bring up charlie  who can hear me right i'm not going to mess with the mike but anyway how is everyone doing this i'm running on like four hours of sleep again lovely anyway and you get this since march when it was my birthday because i broke my foot and then it's not related to this at all i just wanted to mention that to break the ice but anyway two months but anyway  right denver i can tell you my name my hopes maybe even my fears maybe my dreams or perhaps even the tattooed social security number that jaggedly sits across my forehead but a simple street intersection will do i grew up in a house where laughter and shouting still clinging to the walls where every night i can see the shadows moving talk retelling old stories built and made in this tiny brown i never thought i was poor and i still don't every day there was simple street intersection that took me in that taught me how to kick answer girl said here and take names while making huge gains through this white world that only seeks to cause you pain if you don't look or think the same my surrogate aunt and uncle where if you walk a few blocks from where i slept towards the west you can taste the best from what the far east center has to offer they fried us the sweet and savory durians the gateway to my backyard where i learned how to read and write spanish to ciphering tom and jerry comics while being on garbage duty with my mom cleaning the nearby westwood projects to the north that's where i called my front yard just a light walk from the dinner table columbine is where i learned how to properly use this thing they call the digital network back then when it was dial up before it was this thing called and men thought oh we fi where remember getting those annoying runs at that old hamburgers and across from seven hundred and eleven from devouring their chili cheese dogs with my homeys after school where learned how to cultivate not only my mind but my seeing how it's like living on the other side of the coin teaching young kids about the small things this say any girl said while i'm up one hundred stage to the east the old school yards i used to claim as my own vet of the wire learned how to code switch but didn't understand as to why my parents didn't want me to learn spanish until i began to learn cuss words and be blessed by the sacred holy divine leather bone chunk of kip sunshine peak academy where i started to learn about my own  and my native do without noticing my words were more powerful than my fists as i avoided being on any bully's to do list with a quick flick of my silver rainbow to rainbow silver tongued kip denver collegiate high school where i started to see how i was being placed on a pedestal as a model students with the perks that gave me showing me how this playing field is already an equal based off a test scores without taking into account the chores given by this society changing each each student's reality accordingly and of course east high school when i hit my icy cold rock bottom to the point where i didn't want to even eat or drink too caught up on thinking about myself and whether or not to just and my story right then and there but i didn't to the south the pride and joy that makes my cortisone skip a few beats remembering the anger that kept me from being swept away as another unfortunate when exactly five blocks down for from where excuse me exactly five blocks down from where i would feel overwhelmed by the world and eventually that would turn into fury that leading to damn sadness as i slowly bring myself to recall this the walking my st pup up and down those familiar streets just to take into the view of that great green smelly lake to where i would think of new ways to get back home before the street lights would turn on the classic call before i would get the chunk thrown to the back  odd where on one side of the street i can see all the asian shops and and on the other i can smell the burnt rubber as they would come together and i said what my parents still call today when there's mother day for forbidding me from even going that's what they thought the sky is diverged in a white supremacist world where i i represent what i saw and i can tell you my name my hopes my fears maybe even my dreams or even the tattooed social security number that jaggedly sits across my forehead but a simple street intersection will do more justice and there we go order to honor the indigenous peoples of the territory and that we are visitors and to walk amongst the land and the ancestors and the spirits respectfully so wanted to do that let's keep it going let's bring up brown and white spaces i usually sit quietly arms crossed legs crossed to the head to the right they say you look aggressive i usually i usually like i someone not and smile this makes them feel uneasy i'm just trying to be courteous brown in white spaces is like unfold arm place hands where we can see them spread legs look like a traffic stop high confidence behind a wall and furrow your smile like open land manifest destiny brown in white spaces is like how did you get here i drove no no how did you get here i mean why are you here what is your immigration story make us cry serve our table be worker not create or can you roll your eyes can you sign i've been to cancun and i will i have been a southern friend have you citizens but now you have you watch koko do you want to come to a day out there the dead party they say i love free that karl i say she's though and she was also c appropriate they say why can't we just get along what do why can't we just celebrate diversity why does everything have to be about race we all bleed the same knots not when our bodies are canvases for least paint brushes brown and white spaces is like i bite my tongue a lot means i swallow my pride means  means i don't want to be noticed means my voice disappears and nor my celebrations turn into search parties means i hate this part of the american dream means i choose my battles means i hate war metaphors means i have to constantly humanize myself to others brown in white space this means nothing if people who look like us are placed or elected to positions of power to uphold whiteness brown in white spaces is like i have to be loud is like i'm a river means i crossed your border means i'm avoiding your prison i am no red stain campus from your paint brush means i took my time walking across the stage means i collected your degree means my whole family showed up means it took up space means they were loud and unruly brown in white space this means i am not unfolding my arms i am not i'm crossing my legs i'm going to minutes but we do want to get through the rest of our open mike was which has been amazing so far so thank you to all who have shared please feel free to sign up for the next one we have a few more spies left for today and we encourage you to just keep writing keep expressing yourself  outside of this space so that you come back and share your amazing words and your thoughts and your inspiration with us so we're going to bring up someone who signed up a little later cat kind of the oh so let's bring it let's give it up for cats  i have three share problems most of them really having to do with my journey and my faith finding my voice after getting it taken away from me but st i was like to start with just breathing together i spoke to god and she told me if ever you feel alone or not loved just remember that your life is a testament to my love for you and your breath is your lifeline so if i can just ask this to please breathe three times together deep breaths and then i can start i'm also pregnant so this will help later this st one is called coincidences there are no coincidences consciousness brushes the nape of your being you decide when to tune in listen to what it is she wants you to see see what it is she wants you to feel believe in the flesh that you have been given this dimension is real water fall the river to the flames of your existence mary your hearts of the clumps of ground that have been dropped off by the skies gray matter gray matter with all the tense of the rainbow should you choose to kc yourself in color to pray and then the nd part is i was feeling better there's a rumbling in the sky faith is knocking on my door and she's asking for commitment and i can't tell you why i'm still wavering because i of all people have witnessed thousands of her miracles i've tasted the dew from her morning rays and have bathed in her crystal baths i've wrapped myself in her blanket of stars and have been intimate with love at every level friends family even strangers she is neither demanding nor vengeful she simply hands me a list of facts scripted neatly on a mere plumbing blotched with pure intention i raised the mirror and faced with faith i read trust i was the strength that found you before you found yourself trust i was the light when you eclipse into a shadow in the loped with your demons even for just one night and trust it is i who swims in the pool of your veins who dances in your eyes glaze i've made pilgrimages over the wet cracks of your smile before i could say anything faith nodded warmly with one last message to share be true to yourself and developing your heart or only then will i know the answer will you commit this is part to the pendulum swing i think i got it now we're learning self conscious because consciousness is the only way of knowing myself period have patience because if you haven't met your soul yet knowing that is proof enough that she is on her way believe be grateful that the life you lead now it's the life you breathe and it's moving you higher into ascension liberate be honored that there is no way but up and even these hiccups are calculated roundabouts taking the scenic routes only god knows where be humble fight you go with light and celebrate yourself because you are god's creation and our faces were molded with the fingerprints of the great creator believe and give love not the earthly kind that's committed to reciprocity but the kind your heart speaks before mind gets a hold of it when your ego says less do more balance again have patience the perth that is made the road that is long and wind the road is long and windy but the path that is made straight is to man made and exists in the dwellings of the ego you are exactly where you need to be you are exactly where you need to be you are exactly you i usually dedicate this to all the sisters in the room but i want to dedicate it specifically to the mothers because i had no idea she lends herself to the universe like moses to the river of faith with no quiver the mountains will not shift the most dangerous aftershocks heart burns and kick rocks metamorphosis indigenous sentimental ie my women raise your head our souls are not the pyramid schemes built by man but the seams of this earth that give birth literally how can i tell you that we hold the world in our own eyes i said how can i tell you that we hold the world in our own eyes our hands are the extensions of ancient tree branches ancestors living in every fiber of our breasts our hair the leaves of bushes and weeds weaves the children inside their being the spirits of infinite lifetimes mama may i thank you for this life thank you be super sacred next month and so please come june th th friday next month every month we have if you want to be able to share information at your organization and want to share that you can do that you can  we'll go on to our future our feature and our future in the future will go on to our future all right let's now bring up dave asked it where's dave because usually when you do that to your volunteer base they're like i'm not here for that so last month i was informing you guys that i'm going through like a really hard break up so i want to update you on that  she found a good apartment you know and so she'll be moving out on the st life life continues but you know within that process you know recently she was like we should spend some time outside outside of the house so we should get to know each other a little better and like we've been together for five years you know who i am you just don't really like it you know there so instead of talking about break ups i'm going to talk to you guys about who i am and do a couple joints for you so i'm a rapper and you know it's a specific type of poetry and the st thing i'll do for you is off my st record came out in two thousand and one it's called paranoid b boy parent that equally th street but it has nothing to do about any type of gang associations it's written within i recorded it in denver but it's about my life in chicago so it starts out with the whispered chorus like paranoid b boy unemployed and troy clean in on the wall so i don't fall into the void paranoid b boy unemployed android leanin on the wall so i don't fall into the void paranoid b boy unemployed android leaning on the wall so i don't fall into the void paranoid unemployed leaning on the wall so i don't fall i was standing on th street with a baker's dozen of donuts on size thirteen feet computing the components of a righteous number slumbering slouching against the wall paoli rick's i'm now thing in my mind it's a girl i know no clothes she visits in a vision simulates like no doz she doesn't even know my intention i never mention but when i make a feel the tension of lust a bus preparing for beds in the pokey guy like me play it low key though the feds know me i watch and patrol me they want to control we but i'm out in the open and i ain't doing shit sucka keep scope in hoping that a tough luck i'm too tight you want to shut me down yet i'm shedding the light on again to fight for your soul but you know that i'm looking at my life through a donut hole so i dig in the bag and i chomp on the choc'late on th street earning my doctorate not to get deep but mind is a psycho stealing from this fool michael you make me psycho take it like though cuz i'm talkin then peter parker in his new suit a permanent markers i'm too cute to slave for a wage all my days so while i'm waiting tables underneath them i get paid corrupt but i don't give out what i'm trying to live it up on never make it off the street without getting stuck so come what may i'm in the sun raise the th the may and if though on a friday i got to do this my way i got to do this my way am a paranoid b boy unemployed android leaning on the wall so wanna fall into the void paranoid b boy unemployed android lean in on the wall so i don't fall into the void paranoid unemployed leaning so that's like pre millennial tension that's like in the ninety's that leads you yk nothing happens life goes on and then you got to try to make a living in spite of all of that so another thing about like you know what are going to do well of course we know in the in the information era of the little guys getting crushed the hustler is getting all but eliminated it's really hard to do it on your own vibration so with that in mind we got to give it up for the the the fact that before the dumpsters got taken out of the alleys in denver there were some prosperous dumpsters if you know what to do in the different sides of town right so this was called the metallurgist and this is on the new album coming out council the word is in the name of my group new album is called indignance and this is the metallurgist who's that alley cat scratching in the trash can is the sample and then we go the metallurgist the heavy purist indulge your urges he's go curb his knowledge kick right to it smell it in the morning when there's ion to be had jump in out the eye and lung got my body iron clad never i inclose got ion in my nose taste blood drive slow mo i know i'm close to a jackpot  stanford and a come up a score a princess ransom a wash a stove a fridge set out back for scrap a southie a steady heavy chevy get me sonar coordinates within the law in defiance of the ordinance fences over it senseless yet sensing some disturbance in the force drift of course north coppers top dollar yet aluminum is plentiful canvas near the campus you know after the super bowl me i've really bug off that purple tub put run into blocks in front of the truck what if i had a fan for every can i had crushed will i be a big well known man is what is junk to a jazz cat i'm too can my job when you dip dip dive and don't dumpster dive who's that alley cat that here with that car you know waiting to gag when you exaggerate the truth i got a photo album of the capitated hoops couldn't show it to you but i could take you sightseeing pipe dreaming some perspective over life's meaning my hearing's to me but i got the golden touch i get er done like silverton back in the rush a nugget prospector here comes the hot stepper make a move on to a couple of harsh weather see they put the orange storm fence around the tree so i thought they'd be scraping off the lot within a week people whether i bet i'd get my spoils before some competitor guy give it a try so when the backhoe showed on tobacco road i just backed off slow with the packed up load gross weight volume ninety two clamps to the ton added in the adamantium skeleton sellin it t of redevelopment i'm picking up a frequency it speaking to me eloquent who's that alley cat me thinks we have a diverse saturday when you're full and i'm also again really oh no that's fine as navajos we like to be close to the ground we're just connected to the earth that's what i like to say peace good evening everybody i'll keep it pretty short for you all i know is friday people got things to do places to see this one's called my story featuring special guest skills patience and power three attributes that i see is fitting to describe my story here in denver normally goes to a b i'm kind of like oh man i like to rap so it's a little different but bear with me now i am a tell a story about my brother named skills skills was a roller right around stack in blue bills like to holler showed he's just for the thrills started drinking forty's just for the chills summer on point in the traffic on the winner respecting my ancestors north side like five point sister skills new a deeper history within timber skate in under union station no one that they trains were pagans shot out my brother little raven and stoners who we burn in sages patients had potential infinity opin her mental she started out so gentle finish was on forgetful patients was on point she was repping five points where she discovered knowledge itself to be annoying to peep the pigs raising hell patients plater ng right in fact they can until they recognized her danger so improve the truth use mathematics and population how dollars are inflated denver numbers calculated it was cities in the old days and now its digital creations ways of saving patients who really her habits she surrounded that's when inside she realized the power she had found it power around the underground game all throughout denver he had another street name you noticed was clever they called him u v s p maine is power controlled the weather medicinal marijuana card was the last thing he remember that one hundred dollar ounce of girly glue purchased dispose sent to rebel juice let loose on the streets forever get you high speak your mind whatever is your endeavor meet you by the lake side to hit you with the special to dollars foot two everyone was spending east side grows was the name of our collective see when you come from nothing it changes your perspective getting money for them suckers again and wisdom is my message so i went back to the meadow where i st met or it was now full of daisies in the breeze gentle blue cross and creating a glowing effect she was there also toiling her hair ever so effortlessly creating a stir calm in the surrounding and one delicate hand they held several days i caressed their skin ever so softly ever so slightly they turned to look at me with a mysterious smile the same to have many secrets their long pitch black hair falling across their face creating a dangerous combination of excitement and false sense of security the once beautiful sun dress to help grace and beauty is not to shoveled in falling apart the shoes that once carried her along carried her along towards a beautiful future are now torn and ragged after a nd glance her skin had become pale and translucent almost like glass her eyes that once held so much joy and affection now create a sense of horror look at a seat of horror the she turned to look at me she stayed at a standstill as if she was one with the metal at this moment i realized that she was not the girl i once knew she has turned into something grotesque unrecognizable something about her seem to be from out of this world which you fully made the turn towards me i noticed a hand that i put the wedding a wedding band around was missing and such a way that it looked  been enough by an animal i still remember the sound of her voice when i asked her to marry me she seemed so hopeful in a static but the lovely voice from far from my mind and now replaced by the snarl of an animal her smile that at one point gave me comfort and joy was ever so slightly turned upward as if she recognized me i thought took a final step towards her that person that i thought she was before realizing that she actually turned into someone i didn't recognize i saw an animal that was only interested in me as a source of food instead of her companion i knew then that i had to let her go because the person i was in love the person i  right i knew then that i had to let it go if the person i once loved because they were far gone from the person that stood before me by doing this that allowed me to comfort in the fact that she would now be and be put to rest in a better place she opened her mouth as if to say if i don't grace making me walk towards her decaying body even closer than before she charged at me with what was le limbs flailing knocking me to the ground her razor teeth begin to non to my neck the more i try to pull away the more stubby hand held me down at this point i knew both the woman i loved and the man that i've become regard to this world when you started out it was really beautiful and like a love poem or like just bless us with the love poem but then it changed and that was like whiplash like oh my god what just happened there but i feel like all of this is just wonderful blessings these words and all of these you know experiences and we just bless ourselves with them and it's beautiful thank you so i wanted you one quick before we bring up our our feature and this i just i like to do this one just to kind of so i wrote this poem when i was in high school i was like she when you're in high school that was a lot longer ago than what you probably think because people i got asked recently if i could sit in the emergency exit row on the airplane do you know how old you have to be to send like in the whole story and they thought it was so funny but i wrote this poem when i was in high school and i like to do my different introduction so i navigated action and this is my poetic introduction and it's really silly but i created it when i was in high school and i just like to share it support and encourage other young people to do their poetic introduction because you know that's who we are and that's what we support each other for so curious if you don't already know my name is head of a blue and the whole reason why i'm here is for you and now it's my turn to ask you why are you here for a party well i'm sorry there's no strippers or be air what this is something that will knock you to the floor and if you feel like you can't handle it then you can walk back out the door but if you feel brave enough then just remain where you sit because i can assure you that once you get started you won't be able to handle it because this is fast why slide to school whatever you see this is new just be you totally true and absolutely drug free this is about it not including nice that are perfectly shouldn't and whatever you want it to be this is crazy sexy cool t l c all rolled into one just for fun and you know ladies and gentlemen this is poetry thank you graduated from the university of colorado boulder school above and yeah that's it i'm going to do one poem that i just wrote for another thing that i'm supposed to do soon and then i'll do another one that's like cool i guess i don't know but i'll be fun i come from a baptist background so i love clapping snapping like your feet on the ground so if you like something like just shout sanctuary my home in my universe i hold the most power when i am standing still i have been brought into the world by a fragment of a dream a grasp of hands so brown like the soil i became my autonomy i have learned this by watching watching big armed black women eating watermelon in the sun i watch them drip and spit and drip and spit and drip and spit and i think to myself i can do this too i can drip the sweats of white supremacy and spit out the bullets and it will taste so sweet i hold all the chains bare all the scars of my enslaved ancestors when i lay my body at night i dream of the nights they lost theirs this body has never felt like home i seek the outside beyond the binary beyond the hands of folks who think they know what's best for me my brown body this brown skin lives in the borderlands of living and dead i bury it when the world gets too much take the lies of the government as fertilizer and pick the crops of revolution a new i hope the skills to cotyledons in the sweet as honey ever experience with consent the skills to birth ancient bundles of medicine that is a shot out to josie medicine so colorful like seeds and precious as water they would hill this world over and over again if i planted them these skills in these seeds are mine and only i may choose when the harness them and want to harvest them not him not her and not them and now is not the time to use them now is the time to take all the little black children cover them and revolutionary love cleanse their generational trauma clung to their bodies from the sea with salt teach them that their blackness is a magnet that draws love and they should love it every single day now is the time to find all the little brown children navigate them by the stars in the way that the cacti grow to break them free from the cages that are cold as ice to show them that the land belongs to them and only they know how to protect it i will tell these children that they are magical i will tell these children now is not the time to wait i will tell them to spit out the seeds and plant them i will tell them it is time to harvest  next nice nice cool this one is a fun cool one that i did for my my school's graduation ceremony and i think it's fun and cool it's called change and it is a call and response like i said comes from a baptist only household like c so when i say if i can change the world ya'll say what would you do got it so if i could change the world if i could change the world two if i could change the world i would go to the bottom of the ocean place off reams of whiskey and casaba tend to the spirits in creatures who pick my ancestors flush clean i would go to the depths of hell i mean the white house i mean these institutions scraped the tongues of demons of the words of minority boy they do not have the luxury of naming me anymore if i could change the world if i could change the world i would break down anything that looks like a wall i want to see the possibility that makes these white people fear i want to see the possibility that makes a society tremble with humility i would begin to unravel all the bodies that come to me free them of their it would be like the end of the wizard everyone comes out of their skin dressed in beautifully golden yellow singing it's a brand new day free at last from the wicked witch a bitch the united states power it would be a party but if i could change the world if i could change the world i would take all the black children take them to the water tell them that i love them tell them i miss my dad too i would tell them that  mothers our grandmothers and our women are saviors and providers and we should think them over i would begin to drown them when they asked for liberation for the water is freedom this is their baptismal sinners no more from this world cruel hand i have made revolutionary angels and you are welcome there halos comprise of the coils and curls of the four sea texture and you can't touch it i would begin to educate them of texts of baldwin lord phenomenon and all do they be so smart and so beautiful i begin to run sweet golden honey on their melon it its skin leave no space smooth and you can't touch it you can't touch these children and you can't touch their minds and you can't touch their futures because if you try and touch them you will be missing more than just a tongue i would keep them safe with me and our revolutionary love bill heaven and your not welcome if i could change the world if i could change the world i would take all the little black boys hold them close to me remind myself that the world knows nothing about how to love a black boy so i'll do it for them i'll take all the little black girls stick them back underneath my ribs explain to them that their fastness a law and that their body pledge allegiance to no one but their own i would tell these children that there is nothing wrong with them i would tell these children it is ok to cry i would tell these children it is ok to give up and try again if i could change the world i want to hear from you what would you please the other thing we want to mention is that again we are looking for some input your ideas for our new name and we you know we during the last open mike we talked about how we wanted to have a new name before this one but you know we want to put a lot of thought into it and we have been putting a lot of thought into it and we heard your suggestions from the last time but we're going to have a meeting so look out for your e mails for a meeting that we're going to be having to invite you to come and give some input to that but we also want to hear your thoughts about these open m one that we've had in the space so we want to get your thoughts and your input on how this is going how we can improve what features you want to have at the next open mikes what vendors you want to have what organizations you want featured and we want to 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