the year of the dream

[2026]


this year feels / fills satisfaction & 
reminds us all of the
splendor within

the whole (point) of populism
is 2 empower the common foe / folx, hold their toes 
in still water & give them daughters
2 teach them


fear cannot live beside art,
nor can it coincide with the heart of a free spirit
clear as day, keep 2 pray & find the peace


wherever // even stormy weather
or a tether 2 another dimension 
lifted extension without worries 
of what comes next, second best is okay 
4 a rainy day but we need power 
2 wind 


will no one drop the hammer
on the man of the hour 
and give him back the karma that he seeks?
justice tends 2 sneak up on u
just when u think u’ve gotten away


i do not exaggerate but perhaps 
Black and wide
with nothin 2 hide 
can make the mysterious guise of empathy 


is it me that u’ll want 2 see 
when the days have carried these suns down
the wine, will i still be ‘fine’ 2 u or will somethin
new sweep u like 
calm water / down a river
leaving splinters everywhere u go


even tho i love u
it’d be dumb 2 subdue (all) my hopes
within u 
nothin that could dim
2 shooting stars
holdin bars
of energy









Ima Diawara, 2026