Knowing Her: Ruth E. George
As I pass by the memorial outside the SEO building, I offer a silent greeting to Ruth, wishing her a good morning or goodnight, knowing she can’t hear me but hoping somehow the sentiment reaches her.
darkness
A Moment of Transparency
My relationship with my mom is complicated, intricate, and I still show up when I am able. I don’t spend a lot of time talking about others household because my
Dad
Life came out today
In the worst way
Voice raised, daughter crying
Wife pleading
No heeding to anyone
Hit 100, wreckless, gone
Chest burning, on fire
Called by homie, got corrected
Sent text, got prayer
A Year Fallen
Now crimson ❄️ is this season
Missing Presidents (In Memory of Fernando Diaz)
Walking, briskly, thinking; tires screeching, window down, shots fired Chest burning, falling, hands, clutching, near heart, life, lights, flashing, brea…thing… …
T’s & P’s
My country, where tears flow
Where guns grow with liberty
Of the I sing
Land that your fathers stole
Land that’s not your you hold
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
The Other Side of High Contact Sports
I’m surely not saying that the NFL is responsible or culpable but we can’t deny the impact of head trauma that has cases of domestic violence, brain damage, physical trauma, and suicides that have been shared.
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.
Where Did I Go Wrong?
My son Where did I go wrong What song didn’t I sing of love What gift didn’t I give from the heart What birthday did I miss What event didn’t I attend
Free flowing
African history was not a part of my upbringing. I was about survival. No different from any other African child …
A Posture of the Heart
I fasted recently. It’s a part of the Christian walk that I hadn’t embarked on seriously in quite sometime. Yet, …
Where Brooklyn @
Where Brooklyn at? New York, big city of dream Came in the form of teens Like animals, they ravaged A …
Memories
I am a message, a call, a text away! I don’t have all the answers but I do have the resources. You don’t have to live life burdened anymore.
Invitation to Dinner
Hi Depression, Sorry I missed your call earlier, but I am calling you now. I know it’s that time of …
When They See Us…
I wonder if they sleep at night Jurors, who convicted the pure Little African and Latin boys Detectives who are …
Morning
I am awake, again Unable to sleep, restless No words to pray, seeking No thoughts developing, silence Fatigued with energy, …
Trials of the Endurer
I released a freestyle video that you will see below in a link. I’m often criticized for my “darkness” in …
We Speak for Ourselves: The Kaepernick Syndrome
What is Kaepernick Syndrome? It’s when you decide to speak up for the rights of your people in protest and …
7 Years…Part III-Final
I interviewed 5 times at the Noble Network of Charter Schools 7 years ago. I remember going from cracking jokes …