[tabby title="Poet Bio"] My old African brother was weak. My old African sister was meek. This was all fathers will. What say did I have? Strength lies with the newborn, Yet the old still fight for a future that's not...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] A simple life needs the flow, Yet a drip bears no conscious grip. How will our children grow? If we can't give a sip. The time was now. The searing sun scars our lip. Would the drip...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] Black brother. You are not black. You are not the shadow in power, Neither are you the wounds you lick. The mud made us both shine, We stood the test of time, We stand on solid ground....

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] Do you see the chains are gone. Yet you dance bearing thorns, A Crown of African bone Now Ancestors have hope in soil. Nkosi Sikelel' iAfrika rise higher Better than spear or fire. Rival arts of the...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] A sun that burns the day A cloud that hides away The chortling caws Please love, don't pause. Blue birds fly by, A scent so bent, All is not spent. Please love, don't cry. Bats may still...