And we begin in a whole new way Nothing will be gained from squeezing tired fruit Allow the leaves to fall, the bark to flake and the roots to quietly continue to grow into earth Everything is different every moment That is the beauty of…

The End   Maybe the end is a beginning since nothing ever stops. Rocks are beehives of molecules whirling, buzzing and circling.   Am I a hamster on a wheel? See things I wanted to be crumble like rock to sand beside the sea.  …

Never waste time being someone you’re not Only accept a genuine love Do not get lost in deception In ones who lie in wait Forever playing fools game Thinking ally in those who love Be not leery of my intentions For my character is true…

I want to move to the beat of a lover’s drum the way it runs through the desert and the way it catches in my throat as my body sways and becomes one with the drum mother Africa on my tongue long legs and gazelle…

if what I said hurt, if what I said felt worse than me speaking of the rich, if what I said about the ghetto was unexpected and unacceptable then why on earth do you agree with me when I speak the same harmful words of…

And so we met Beneath the stars Combining in one flame Scarburst to star fall Perfection now takes claim The further she let go The more fell into place Elements combined Creating Earth and space

bright moon in night sky reflected in still water, beautiful springtime

In rebellious angst Your jutting jaw cuts the sky Without any fear    

A poem is a small bit of the soul wrapped up in hope. A hope that its words will pierce the heart and open the mind to pure possibility. A poem is naked and vulnerable; it is the gateway to self-discovery…

I am that broken piece, the chain…Keeping things together…I am Peace…I am Hope…I am here to gain & spread knowledge…To those ready to Listen…#Formation #BlackPanther…I am my ancestors dream…I am for change…I am for growth…I am that body hanging at the end of the rope…I…