thoughts
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Murder She Wrote
No, it wasn’t suicide the freedom in her chest the genuine in her throat and the explosion of awareness she didn’t try to hide packing a strap never hesitating to open fire leaving trails of Earthquakes lingering at your side pen to paper creating a new world of gun smoke white dope and fienes who… Continue reading
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A Story Within a Story – Crafting Chapters
Who knew that this simple realization would come in the middle of the night, as I walked along with McFadden’s Easter on the streets of Harlem and stood shoulder to shoulder under a night sky just as dark as Garvey’s skin, who spoke just a short distance from us. Though I’ve always written in such… Continue reading
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Transition
You wouldn’t know it from the color of the sky, the not so barren trees, or the way the sun kisses the ground but the wind is a reminder that frost does not need to edge the tops of buildings for the temperature to drop. The heat from the computer modem down at my feet warms… Continue reading
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Winter’s Here
After a steamy summer season and an autumn just as cool and laid back as the stride of a black man winter finally showed up on my Louisiana door step. First of all the trip to New Mexico was dangerously exciting as the snow storm ripped through the little town and pretty much showed it… Continue reading
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So Also Is He
As a persons strength so also is his work As is his mind So also is his skill As is his plan So also is his achievement As is his heart so also is his speech As is his eye So also is his sleep As is his soul So also is his thought Continue reading
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What Have You Given The World?
We always ask what the world can give us or rather what we can get out of the world, but what have we given the world? What are you doing with your time? Not in aspect of a career, or of education, or goals or livelihood but of life? What else have you given back… Continue reading
