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I Write to Make Sense of The World Inside Me,
to Have a Greater Sense of The World Around Me.
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Morning Come
I’m walking in the distance passing away time
Gloom mist in the air but streetlights you can still find
The air I breathe is a calm in...
Mar 17, 20242 min read
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It is Finished
It is Finished.
This all too familiar fixation I was once prefixed
Dismissed to a memorable abyss, for preeminence
That's predictable...
Mar 17, 20241 min read
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We Are Here
I Am Here After seeing a video this past Monday night I Am Here Of a man choking, begging for his life I Am Here Underneath the knees of...
Jan 29, 20241 min read
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Writing Is
Writing is my haven Writing is my home Writing is the sides of me Most I’ve never told Writing is my space Writing is my territory...
Jan 28, 20241 min read
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Healing (Free Write)
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
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The Survivors (Dedication to Bob Marley)
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
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My Favorite Frienemy
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
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Life & Bikes
Life is like a bike, on the rough streets of trouble
Pedal rotating in confidence, guided by the sailing wheels of courage...
Dec 7, 20231 min read
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