*Although not a poem, I need an outlet.
The COVID-era anxiety has returned. I close the...
A man who
Turns on his...
Oh America The Great, What Happened?
You were the land of the free, the home of the...
I once possessed the world
And lost it all in shattered dreams...
All are accountable to the judgment of time
And when we die without truth our sadness never...
What if the consequences of your actions
Were given ahance to pick achoice...
We will not sleep
Until we die...
"Written to process my boundaries being crossed...
I shook my head side to side...
Wrapped up in a white skin!
I am, we are African...
Warm sunlight bathes the weary soul
who sits beside his worldly goods...
In a world where beauty's confined,
To a frame, a shape, so pre-defined...
I am too trusting of this world
To you the stranger who sighs at me...