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68Foreign Territory
Traveling to the four corners of I as if I were flat. As flat and empty as the page, lost for days. Distant, unfortunate events cloud my judgement. Talking to the dead, losing it, lost it, out of my head. Ship wrecked on an island of...
15 comments65Extra-ordinary
What am I? The exception of society in its entirety, understandably misunderstood as I am the work of a gifted artist. Carefully scripted by a hand seeking perfection. In a position asking a...
4 comments66Be Still
In a sea of trouble when the storm threatens to wash you away be still for the waves cannot maintain against your will be still and don't rock the boat be still to stay afloat Even if it seems that all hope is lost black sky...
26 comments63Inverted
Once upon a time, the world was a place where the people were of different races different faces big and small short and tall. Before the grace that we know today, they were charged with emotion. Hateful, greedy, envious, lusty...
10 comments63The Lions Den
Sadness overcomes me as I look on, watching this beast devour the young and restless. Baiting the poorest with moon beam dreams, that scream money is everything. Helpless, hopeless but focused on doing anything in an attempt to get it. ...
7 comments64The Hour Glass
Lying in bed with arms folded behind my head, I stare at the hour glass. Marveling its contents in free fall. Each grain of sand with purpose, all fumbling just the same. One lands on top the other, bare bodies plummeting. Bullets...
4 comments60You Too Own One
YOU TOO OWN ONE Expressions of the face captivate emotions. Comfortably disguised in detailed confessions, describing feelings of insecurity, resentment or depression. They Fascinate with stories of growth and maturity, ...
13 comments63Whispers From The Grave
If I am no longer of this world, you are whats left of me. My child and my poetry, you are both the best of me. My only wish is for you to flourish and fulfill my legacy. Only then, can I come back to life and rewrite my destiny.
32 comments63Is my best not good enough?
Is my best not good enough? Even though I was born in the ghetto with Remnants of a broken race on my face, inside of a broken home surrounded by a war zone. Deprived victim of circumstance, doing the best that I can fighting to...
29 comments62Beautiful Detroit
Looking beyond what is there, I see Detroit. The beautiful struggle. I see, children run a foot race in the street, littered with glass. Sunshine lightly dusting needles that were needed to sting the dope fiend. I hear, the sound...
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