Moses Hogan: Bob Marley Keyboardist by Sabrina Dawkins Moses Hogandressed in a white silk suitin the pulpiton the right wingplaying two keyboardsat the same time like Bob Marley’s keyboardist in 1979,the Santa Barbara concert. I watched fingers as a blurbreathe out a masterpiece. But for some reasonthe keyboards were turned down.I tried to strain my

The Saints Beat the Colts in the Betrayal of Malcolm Xby Sabrina Dawkins The Colts play basketball on Sundayin royal blueor sit in church, praying it ends earlyso they can rush home to watch football. I heard that one said a Catholic prayerbefore tip-off. Did he pray to pale Mary? Muhammad Ali was tackled by

The Godless Gambler by Sabrina Dawkins The gambler flipped a coinon a godless careerand worshiped Lady Luck. He became Harvey Dent, Goat Town’s White Knight but Joker’s pawn. Two-Face, Joker had a plan.He didn’t reveal it to you.The plan was to destroy soulswith paper that burns and negative life events which he in fact caused.You

The Brain is a Muscle by Sabrina Dawkins The brain is a muscle. If you don’t work it,you can’t win,muscle atrophyunder flabby skin. Reality TV,celebrity gossip,TV sports,cartoons,fake news,like triple chocolate cake,ice cream,soda, beer,deep-fried Twinkies. Is this really what you wantto fill your mind? Here are some suggestionsto build and work your muscleson a regular basis:the

Rediscovering Søren Kierkegaardby Sabrina Dawkins On 3-3-2020 (1?) 3-3-20 (eternity?)I dreamed I had a college testthe next day. To prepare, I needed to read a bookcounter to Kierkegaardand a notebook of class notes that I took. In the dream, this was normal. My perspective needed to broaden. But anti-Kierkegaard,I realized upon waking,is anti-Christian and anti-God.

Western Black Soldier by Sabrina Dawkins You were a soldier for Israel. They gave you moneyto buy things you liked. I heard the gunfireand ducked. Then I saw a body lying face down on the floorwith black straight hair.I saw you, with brown skin,look at it and shrug. Vietnam all over again,except you volunteered,not for

The Idolatry Hustle by Sabrina Dawkins Fans, little black boys followed himlike the body of a snakezigzagging along the street. In a flippant whisper, he told them not to because he had died in sinbut they continuedbecause they were spellboundby a rhyming star who had fallenand was artificially martyred. Left Eye’s girl group Egypt,the symbol

Black Eve is Alive by Sabrina Dawkins Black Eve is alive.“My name’s Betty.”“No, it’s not.” Mulholland Drive All I saw was waterand Betty Shabazz swimming after the flood.We are dark— It protects us from the sun.We are “ugly”because we are not the white standard.We have nappy hair—It protects our naked scalp. And yet the flood

The Selfish Athlete – Who is the Real Hero? by Sabrina Dawkins Who was the real hero?“Hector fights for his country! Achilles fights only for himself!”Brad Pitt killed Prince Hector X.He was a soldier for someone else,fighting for his own glory.He could only teach his fansgladiator moves and snake mentality,not morality. What a pitybread and

Democratic Free Education, Cheap TV, and the Learning Ceilingby Sabrina Dawkins We were told there were 17 floorsat the entrance of the school building.During the Democratic primaries,outside, voices in the nightchanting for Hillary and a charismatic homosexual. We started up the stairs in the dark. But the seventh floor was the last. And on it