Forever Lyrics
What’s a song lyric that has stuck with you forever? Too many to name but this round of my memory …
The Arts
A Platinum Single
What’s your biggest dream? Biggest dream is that people supported my music and my new spoken word release on mental …
Jack Bauer’s 24 Hour Diner
If you could have dinner with any fictional character, who would it be? I would chop it up with Jack …
A Journey of Self Expression
In My VeinsA spoken word piece on mental health, men, struggle, and sharing. In My Veins is more than a …
Truth & Treason
It has become increasingly difficult to accept modern films or biographies at face value, especially those described as based on …
Cracked Mirror: A Broken America
Charlie Kirk was murdered in broad daylight
That’s not Republican or Democratic, it’s evil
And I can have empathy for one who didn’t believe in empathy
Because the day I don’t, I fear that I will become an empty me
Our Country, ‘This OHHH Thee…
As a child, watching Schoolhouse Rock, The Great American Melting Pot was a song I enjoyed every Saturday morning. It affirmed that diversity strengthens us despite everything Americans have been through. Whether our ancestors purchased a boat ticket to come here, were forcibly dragged here and enslaved under inhumane conditions, or were forced off their land down the Trail of Tears, we survived, stayed, and remained.
Brisk
I saw a Fall breeze sweep a leaf into the airWatched it tossed to and fro aimlesslyThen it smiled, said …
Crevices
Fans the flame of regret, what could have been
God Over Money | Bizzle’s Bamboozled
I’mma kill a n*gga
I’mma kill a J*w
One of those are wrong
One of those are cool
One of these will get a rich Black man canceled
The other one will put a new Grammy on his mantel
Lived Dreams in Broken Hope
Her mom misses her A child is gone too soon Today she’s 27, smiling, excited Her mom, crying with joy …
A Year Fallen
Now crimson ❄️ is this season
BEAN
My present stress traumatic disorder knocks at the door
I answer, all I see are silhouettes of young people
I didn’t meet them in this life, but the visit mean in the spirit
And I fear again, chasing the dollar and career
That I have failed to be human
Silhouette
We will hold each other tightly
After spring break
Because we hope to never become
Memories
At such a youth age
Lessons
They took the court proudly As they always have Never assuming arrogance Ready to give it all Game by game …
Heartbroken: The Curse of Music
There is hope for them; there should be respect for them, and there should be love for them and teaching them the right way.
Rise Simone, and Rest!
They will burn jerseys, spray a byword on your home
Throw your shoes in a bonfire, call you Benedict Arnold
Threaten your family, say you betrayed them
Don’t sweat them, it’s not your fault
Their lives are incomplete, broken, purposeless
