[tabby title="Poet Bio"] Land has parted ways with their nurturing hands It exchanged their ownership with land rights desecration They have turned into pariahs in the indigenous land Their turbulent past is entrenched in the present Burial rights are luxuries...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] With freedom I walk the streets. With joy My body bouncing like a brand new ball. That suddenly feels flattened as I freeze, Fixing my eyes on the side-street. Packed with petrified Brothers and sisters, Who like...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] If Black Hair could talk imagine what words would you hear what First words would it say OOH NO STOP!!!... it’s enough for decades i have obliged and accommodated ABUSE and TORTURE of being Burned Alive by...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] He threads on... He threads on with his feet so tiny You'd think he tip toes. Conditions are cold; Clouds collude like all black scrum; Rain begins to fall. He wears a big hole... He wears a...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] My mind, body, spirit and soul is programmed I’m a color screen TV in society I’m a radio headed freak in society I channel film mode expeditions any time of the day I speak radioactive vocal frequencies...