They stole Our rights and

gave Us Our wrongs

Then They called Us disloyal

when We dared to question

Who made the rules

They made Us feel guilty

for reclaiming Our belongings

They told Usnothing

belonged to Us as...

I do some of my best writing during church

I probably shouldn’t (write here), but for what it's worth

Other times, I just don’t feel as motivated to create

Maybe its here where I can best relate?

The choir’s melodies provide a divine b...

The hopes and prayers of my mother, who always knew that I could achieve

The confidence of my wife, whose arm choose my sleeve

The pride in my daughter’s eyes, when I picked her up from school

The women in church who always know what to d...

I balance on an unwavering limb.

If I fall for you before autumn

ends,

you will find that my pages are

anomalous.

I might drift along with

my pigments changing with age,

but I will ground gently,

exactly the read you thought I was.

â€...

I don't need to be the loudest in the room

I just need one line that goes "KABOOM"

put a periot on it then start again

with nothing more than a ink pen

hold up before you hear me I'm about

to say something that might sound diffe...

you spend your whole life trying to
get somewhere "get there"
you look around like why ain't I there
chasing what's next while now
disappears then call it bad luck
when you run out of years
you say "that's just life" like life
made the rul...

With time, you will bloom,

Spread your petals wide,
A warm greeting to the sun.

Your roots shall find their place;
Anchor deep
In soil rich enough
To foster your growth.

As you bloom,
As you grow,
As you showcase your vibrancy,
Rec...

Days never found their proper descent,

leaving nights to ignore me.

A relentless hum behind my temple—

my eyes couldn’t settle long enough

to begin to dream.

I wished to be led out of my sleepless

hollow,

chartered on a path back t...

Be kind,

be sweet,

be nice to

people, and

IT WILL MAKE

YOUR LIFE COMPLETE,

show kindness to people,

even if they don't,

respect, and be loyal,

even if they won't,

people can be enree, and

DOWN RIGHT MEAN!!!,

don...

Please don't fall

for what's pleasing

to the eyes,

for all, it could be

IS THE DEVIL IN DISGUISE!!!

If you love it, and you need it,

and you're feeling intrigued,

if it doesn't have value,

THEN IT'S NOT WHAT YOU NEED!!

D...

Don't be so quick

to jump

to situations,

observe, and learn them,

don't make it

your intentions,

WELL!!!!,

at least not yet,

I guarantee

you,

I bet that

you'd wished that

you had waited

NO!!!!,

YOUR LIFE I...

I was literally bulging, ideas and prose were coming from all directions. I was influential in this endeavor. I was clever about it and I just let the ideas flow through. I started off black and then I was something more than that. I was seeing al...

We baptize our mornings in diesel and sunrise,
coffee cooling in chipped Styrofoam cups—
the corner preacher tapping rhythm
on the hood of a tired sedan,
saying amen like it's a spell
to keep the rent away for another week.
This city is a hymn with si...

Nurse,

I’m in need of a hug so deep,

delivering an almost literal

touch to my inner abyss.

I need it to pierce my skin,

down through the marrow

of my thoracic.

I need it to render me with

care as if easing my pain

level to none fr...

silence
pierces the solace of loud episodes
sparks in the darkness
the evidence known
but unseen

calmness
in the throes of chaos
and claps of thunder
rumblings beneath my feet
steps unsure

love
in the wake of apathetic haze
graspin...

Hey Mom yes another year another

special yearly day

your earthly Birthday

way back in 1922

I thank the Lord for makin

a beautiful Mom like You

You have been gone seven

years now though it doesnt

seem that long to me

for ...

We possess many faces,
shifting between each

as we mirror the world outside.

Sometimes, the shift
is triggered by fluctuations

occurring in the inner world.

We become chameleons,
shifting colours
according to the environmen...

My words are bygone remnants,

but solid—

spoken not to soothe the

skeptic’s ear.

To fit the sound of my

grandfather’s chimes

into a lethargic wall clock.

But like an embracing thought,

my pewter breath fogs its cold

glass with b...

What's with

all of

the Calamity???

it's a mess

out there,

OH, CAN'T YOU SEE!!!

It's no longer

you, and

it not just me,

Stevie Wonder

is blind,

and

HE CAN

EVEN SEE!!!

However,

YOU DON'T NEED

SIGHT TO ...

I wait for your words to move

before my mystical brown eyes,

voiced straight at me.

I only hope that’s how my intent

reads,

leaning into me like italics,

shortening our distant reach.

A sweet substitute for

a standalone reality,

unt...