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I remember when I kissed you. It was tender and chained. There was no room for our passions to run free. I felt your pulse against my skin, hot!  There have been so many moments awaiting your touch, and now I stand before you. Your beauty is on full display, and I am drinking in … Continue reading Dear Friend

You hear my voice when you are sleeping. You hear my voice when you are cleaning. You hear my voice when you are standing at the edge of your pond. The tone changes, but the message is always the same. Express me! I want you to give me life, so I can rain into the … Continue reading My Voice

Run Black Man                   3-13-85 Run, black man, run to find your past you denied your beginning just long enough for it to pass now you are lost, running with no hope of love with no one to teach you of the things we had to fight you denied your mother, and your father was never … Continue reading Run Black Man

I hear what you see You see birds flying high; I hear the wings of freedom beating the wind You see oceans dark and wide; I hear ancient voices calling for home You see the production of crops; I hear the aching moans of black America's tired backs You see us stand up and live. … Continue reading I Hear

Happy man, with eyes full of pride Broken man, with eyes full of tears Future man, with eyes full of dreams Present man, with eyes shaded in darkness Forgotten man, with eyes shining... showing nothing Which man has life made you?

Death of A Writer 4-7-23 He lay there with letters streaming from his lips. No sound! Then they heard it, the low gurgling of a liquid flowing quietly. Behind him lay his pen, cracked and lying on its side. Words were slowly dribbling from the fissure, murmuring as they moved towards the disfigured hand it … Continue reading Death of A Writer

Love, honor, respect, and empathy. The building blocks of a worthy life are difficult. There are trials all boys must face to become worthy men. It begins with not being afraid of your emotions. The myth boys should not cry has crippled many a bright mind and future. Life is not microwavable. You must stand … Continue reading Necessary Truths

We all get trapped in our heads. We spend our lives trying to defeat the internal battles we face every day. We receive mental and physical scars that leaves us cowering in fear. We are afraid to re-encounter the source of our pain, to walk that lonely, unlit corridor alone. We keep secret of our … Continue reading Trapped in Our Heads

I looked at the moon tonight and saw your majestic face watching over the land of kings.  You stood at the edge of the Atlantic Ocean waving goodbye to ancestors long since gone. Blood still stained the sand.  The ocean lapped at your feet like the hungry hands of forgotten names clawing to be free … Continue reading Sand

It started as a whisper when I saw you walk out of heaven’s gate, and I whispered, there is my angel. I will marry her one day. When I introduced myself, I said my name was I love you. Fortunately, it was a whisper, and I squeezed out my name afterward. I have spent a … Continue reading A Whisper

Pain and I are having a love affair. It is, abusive, not wanting me to enjoy the beautiful sunshine or walk out to smell the sea air at the beach. Pain is a jealous lover, and she will not allow you to spend memorable moments with anyone but her. When she wraps you in her … Continue reading The Love Affair

I write to the sound of music.  It is a melody I want people to feel when they read my writing.  I want them to be touched by the rhythm of my emotions as I expose my soul to the world. I strive to uncover my love, my anger, and every ounce of me and … Continue reading The Rhythm of My Words

When we are young, we should fear the unknown. We are careless in our pursuit of tangible things. When we are old, we fear what we have seen in the world. In between, we make the mistakes they warned us about (our parents). We disregard the truth that faces us in a mirror because it … Continue reading When We Grow Old