Ke high flyer Ke fofa le Dolce and Gabana Or does that really matter?
Ten hours to kill in the gleaming tiled transit lounge long like a hotdog shiny roll spiked with overhanging girders I want to kill these dead hours peel Time nibble Newsweek to find half-naked women tortured in fast cars government...
I’ve found life Eternity flows from the depth of the soul divinity lies in her eyes She feeds off me milk of life Feeding in me Milk of the wise She embodies my womb As does she the ocean Humbled...
I am dr capitalism The godfather of isms and schisms I stand for individualism monetarism and westernism Yesterday when I was in a state of primitivism I was then called feudalism no, not thy communalism I robbed Africa with violence,...
hiding behind the skirts of victimization, little progress pulling the rug from other africans’ feet independence no longer sweet freedom still a pipedream porous borders policing people valiantly, all in vain an island of prosperity in a sea of poverty...