Poetry | Composed in SoL

I Write to Make Sense of The World Inside Me,
to Have a Greater Sense of The World Around Me.

Per usual, my mood is blues and violets of violence lingering for freedom I been looking for ways to make my emotions, logic and life...

Dec 22, 20232 min read

Tell Me Where’s A Survivor, Black Survivor I'm Looking for The Survivors, The Black Survivors Oh, I Found A Survivor Yes, A Black Survivor

Dec 22, 20233 min read

Looking down my history of friends most of their company was misery Not they fault, they was attracted to my energy Apples Apples, ...

Dec 7, 20232 min read

Life is like a bike, on the rough streets of trouble Pedal rotating in confidence, guided by the sailing wheels of courage...

Dec 7, 20232 min read