Strangers

Strangers happening, why do we find ourselves dangling haplessly, not in control of our lives. Intersect minds, revolution in front of the farce of the fitness and jurors and witness, we despise. Bring down the light of truth and freedom.  We, ring in the night and enter the kingdom,when love and potion and distance and … Continue reading Strangers

False Hoods

Brows bent as I break down the story of America. This wrinkle in time had my forehead looking older than it should Because I'm worried about my children, in my hood. This plantation struggle prevalent as the past 10 generations. This false emancipation. This mass incarceration. Androids filling voids. Reality TV white house trends. And … Continue reading False Hoods