Demonic Rap Bass
by Sabrina Dawkins
Beside subwoofer
in the trunk
is a large trash bag
filled with aluminum cans,
and no, Big Boi,
they don’t sound good.
Nevertheless, the winner was rap.
Moses Hogan showed
me he didn’t get the job
because during the audition
he hit too many high keys
on the piano
to try to raise your soul.
But you wanted low bass thumps,
heavy blows,
to knock you down to hell.
You wanted McDonald’s junk
to stick to your gut
instead of heavenly manna
through God’s servant,
musical Underground Railroad.