{"id":478,"date":"2019-05-19T20:52:32","date_gmt":"2019-05-19T20:52:32","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.iforcolor.org\/word\/?p=478"},"modified":"2019-05-21T22:47:17","modified_gmt":"2019-05-21T22:47:17","slug":"shoot","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.iforcolor.org\/word\/shoot\/","title":{"rendered":"Shoot"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>shoot * by Renee Matthews Jackson<\/p>\n<table style=\"border-collapse: collapse;\" border=\"0\" width=\"100%\" cellspacing=\"0\" cellpadding=\"8\">\n<tbody>\n<tr>\n<td width=\"50%\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft size-medium wp-image-758\" title=\"American-Gothic-a20389409\" src=\"https:\/\/iforcolor.org\/word\/wp-content\/uploads\/American-Gothic-a20389409-300x200.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"200\" \/><\/td>\n<td valign=\"top\" width=\"50%\">\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><em><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft size-medium wp-image-756\" title=\"dollar_bill\" src=\"https:\/\/iforcolor.org\/word\/wp-content\/uploads\/dollar_bill5-300x196.gif\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"196\" \/><\/em><\/p>\n<h3 style=\"text-align: left;\"><\/h3>\n<h3 style=\"text-align: left;\"><\/h3>\n<h3 style=\"text-align: left;\"><\/h3>\n<h3 style=\"text-align: left;\"><\/h3>\n<h3 style=\"text-align: left;\"><\/h3>\n<h3 style=\"text-align: left;\"><\/h3>\n<h3 style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong><span style=\"color: #ff0000;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-medium wp-image-770\" title=\"american-gothic1\" src=\"https:\/\/iforcolor.org\/word\/wp-content\/uploads\/american-gothic1-257x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"257\" height=\"300\" \/><\/span><\/strong><\/h3>\n<h3 style=\"text-align: left;\"><\/h3>\n<h3 style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #008000;\"><strong><em>On a daily basis I clash with discontent bent to circumvent the dissent of irrelevance and arrogant pretenders. Big spenders who dictate to irate poverty-invoked binge benders sending messages camped out on grounds that pound drums of maltreatment in a society that retreats when the streets fill with loosed truth. <\/em><em>I must confess that I am less angry at those who may need mouthwash in the onslaught of human microphones gone too long without a voice. <\/em><em>My choice to choose to march with them looms from flashbacks of yesterday for fear of a blighted society that my children and grandchildren may have to be aligned with. <\/em><\/strong><\/span><\/h3>\n<h3 style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #008000;\"><strong><em>I sit in dismay each day at the disarray of falsehood and misunderstood laborers who labor in vain and go insane trying to make sense of all the nonsense and I wonder when good recompense will be sent the way of the righteous. <\/em><\/strong><\/span><\/h3>\n<h3 style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #008000;\"><strong><em>Cursing won\u2019t reduce profane management nor exchange the reign of terror on our youth. Not even the voting booth gives solace to those soldiers still fighting in wars <\/em><\/strong><strong><em>that have killed scores<br \/>\nand maimed the other half of those drafted by duty not when the spoil and booty is oil<br \/>\nand there is recoil from what the people truly need. <\/em><\/strong><\/span><\/h3>\n<h3 style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #008000;\"><strong><em> Greed is of<br \/>\ngreat significance<br \/>\nand relevance is merely romance<br \/>\nin every beleaguered stance of circumstance<br \/>\nI tire under unlit fires of justice<br \/>\nwhen politicians say;<br \/>\n\u201ctrust us\u201d<br \/>\nwe must separate the real<br \/>\nfrom that which is pathetically false<br \/>\nand emphatically count our losses<br \/>\ntossed in the torn fabric of a world gone mad.<\/em><\/strong><\/span><\/h3>\n<h3 style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"color: #008000;\"><strong><em><br \/>\nIt is sad to watch continuously<br \/>\nbut as things may incomprehensively<br \/>\nbe woven with threads of simplicity<br \/>\nI know not where they begin<br \/>\nor end in this trend of insanity<\/em><em>Therefore, I close the door to hope<br \/>\ndangle a rope from the highest beam<br \/>\nand dream of suicide in denied compromise<br \/>\nto the wise and listen with an open mind<br \/>\nto try at best to find answers to questions<\/em><em>I have yet to ask<br \/>\nbecause bringing people to task<br \/>\nwho wield power<br \/>\ncauses the scouring of nothing<br \/>\nand I already embrace bad taste<br \/>\nwasted in the scheme of things<br \/>\nthings that people tend to say<\/em><\/strong><\/span><\/h3>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-753\" title=\"depositphotos_3712394-In-god-we-trust\" src=\"https:\/\/iforcolor.org\/word\/wp-content\/uploads\/depositphotos_3712394-In-god-we-trust-300x199.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"199\" \/><\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-762\" title=\"American-Gothic12\" src=\"https:\/\/iforcolor.org\/word\/wp-content\/uploads\/American-Gothic121.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"337\" height=\"432\" \/><\/p>\n<p>\u00a9 <strong>Renee Matthews<\/strong>&#8211;<strong>Jackson. &#8211; iforcolor\/DRS &#8211; <\/strong>All rights reserved<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-768\" title=\"2339909822_c2e292d66d_z\" src=\"https:\/\/iforcolor.org\/word\/wp-content\/uploads\/2339909822_c2e292d66d_z1.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"453\" height=\"640\" \/><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: small;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-full wp-image-349 alignleft\" title=\"\" src=\"https:\/\/iforcolor.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/renee.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"124\" height=\"124\" \/><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center; font-size: small;\"><span style=\"font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: small;\"><strong>Renee Matthews-Jackson<\/strong>, was born and raised in Cleveland, Ohio. She made her Theatre debut in 1987 in Joseph Walker&#8217;s classic, <em><span style=\"text-decoration: underline;\">The River Niger<\/span> <\/em>at the world famous, Karamu House Performing Arts Theatre. Ms. Jackson&#8217;s credits include: <span style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"><em>From The Mississippi Delta<\/em><\/span>, <span style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"><em>Zooman and The Sign<\/em><\/span>, <span style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"><em>Fires In The Mirror<\/em><\/span>, <span style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"><em>The Waiting Room<\/em><\/span>, and countless more. Renee was in the 2004 &#8211; 2005 production of <em><span style=\"text-decoration: underline;\">Jar The Floor<\/span> <\/em>, at Karamu. She directed <span style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"><em>Steal Away<\/em><\/span> by Ramona King in October of 2005, at East Cleveland Theatre, In February 2006 she was seen in <em><span style=\"text-decoration: underline;\">Sorrows and Rejoicings<\/span> <\/em>by Athol Fugard at The Brooks Theatre in the Cleveland Play House, an Ensemble Theatre production, and in <em><span style=\"text-decoration: underline;\">Jungle Book<\/span> <\/em>as a cast member for The Cleveland Play House Youth Production. Her most recent perfromances was with an ensemble cast at Karmau in the World Premiere, <span style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"><em>A Colored Funeral<\/em><\/span> by Gregory Carr and Ensemble Theatre&#8217;s production of <span style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"><em>Dividing the Estate. <\/em><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/allpoetry.com\/poetryality\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">http:\/\/allpoetry.com\/poetryality<\/a><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>shoot * by Renee Matthews Jackson On a daily basis I clash with discontent bent to circumvent the dissent of irrelevance and arrogant pretenders. Big spenders who dictate to irate poverty-invoked binge benders sending messages camped out on grounds that pound drums of maltreatment in a society that retreats when the streets fill with loosed [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":138,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":"","_links_to":"","_links_to_target":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-478","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.iforcolor.org\/word\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/478","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.iforcolor.org\/word\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.iforcolor.org\/word\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.iforcolor.org\/word\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.iforcolor.org\/word\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=478"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/www.iforcolor.org\/word\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/478\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":490,"href":"https:\/\/www.iforcolor.org\/word\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/478\/revisions\/490"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.iforcolor.org\/word\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/138"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.iforcolor.org\/word\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=478"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.iforcolor.org\/word\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=478"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.iforcolor.org\/word\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=478"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}