Til Death Do Us Part (with Sade Council)

Til Death do us Part I guess that if that statement were to be infused into reality There would be a huge spike in this nation’s rate of mortality It’s a tragedy, what was once considered a sacred act, and a rarity, a blessing, and an apex of loving sentiment, Seems to have been commercialized, immortalized not for what it symbolized, but for the event. Now more than ever divorce seems...

The Past Presents the Future

An old head approached us and asked us a question that was so random but contained so much sincerity that I had to stop and answer the mental plea  “Are you still a slave?” And as the question sunk into my soul, in and out every crevice of being as I thought of the person that I am today…I responded I said the masters of my ancestors won’t reenact the past and attack us. You weren’t expecting...

My Writers Block

As I sit here with an empty tablet and a pallet that has yet to be satiated, I, feverishly tap my pen against the desk, in hopes of blemishing this tablet with my thoughts However I am stuck..A constant and consistent case of writers block One says that a poem is never finished but abandoned, However if one has poetic thoughts and has yet to place them on a sheet…the poem is then neglected...