You can watch me fly... My soulmate, serving me well Allowing me to dispel, all myths of utopia. Blended minds, though crooked times Make me wonder how true the tall tale is... When I have seen glorious moments And I am confused and alone I rest upon my throne Battered and bludgeoened But I, force … Continue reading Choices Pt. 1
Once I watched a young girl cry, She was wounded deep inside. From a society that neglected her Used her and abused her. But then I saw her rise. She went on to find hope. She escaped the liquor and dope Escaped the over sexed moments that were expected of her. She allowed me to … Continue reading Cloud 9
She thought it was her right to do wrong. Same old pain, same old song. Travelin' on her path alone, lookin' for love in one after another. Dirty tricks and silly games, began to form into reality Tragedy False gods and false hopes, thicken his spot, thickened … Continue reading Her Right To Do Wrong
Taking a mystical stance on this road to freedom. When I'm confronted with the blindside, Suffering from false pride, Third eye opens wide. Liquid pools of bliss. Following the ancient thought, Thoth if you truly taught, Scribe for the ages, The Goddess misbehavin', But shedding her truth to the world. The masculine metaphor of righteous … Continue reading Refuge
This is a day of deep thought. A rare moment when sun joins moon, where beat meshes with tune, when magic is being made. Learned the deepest of lessons as I walked the humble path. That day when karma comes to collect the debt. When the stories of momma and poppa blend and explode with … Continue reading Eclipse: The time has come…
Stumbled on these and couldn't turn away. A lot of work for a quick showing, but one cannot deny the depth of the artistry. ROUND 2...
Found some motivation to try a new sketch application. Power Couples.
Life's lessons got this thinking man operating on a new plan, ...in this troubled life. Free of the deceit, disappointment and the strife An inherent and fresh understanding, honoring the Queen Mother, 'Cause she's nurturing the bubbling brown faces of her oft-spring Brought clarity to my view. A lesson in hue. Oh, how I wish … Continue reading Queen Mother
I want to hate you, but would rather impregnate you, With a gift from the most high, so must I deal with you. In the moment of lust, loving and leaving you basking in dust. Weathered storms to meet and greet with you. Love let me lose my hope, pain - vetting and strain And … Continue reading RE-demption