We are kings and queens with broken dreams and loosened seams it seems we are lost Loosing the human race at a blazing pace unable to find our way out of this maze Amazed to find that we are walikng...
Tendrils of smoke swirl in the air Fade slowly They lie post coital Warm Cold blue TV lights flicker He inhales the shampoo scent of her hair Of a memory that could dissolve this delicate haze His eyes close Recollecting...
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...
[tabby title="Poet Bio"]I'll tell you what I am Gimme a pen By the time you're done counting from 10 I would have already told you all the things I am A writer, A poet, A singer, Yes I know it,...