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Living While Black

The eerie feeling when a police officer pulls up behind you. He was behind me for about 6 blocks. I …

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 Day to Remember

Today was amazing. I had the opportunity to perform at Facebook Chicago. It was the moment of a lifetime and …

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, …

Abortion Issues Aren’t the Only…

When I read the comments that people make on LifeNews in their replies to a post, I am saddened. I am saddened that these same Christians make comments that are just as vile as the act of abortion. “I wish their mothers had aborted them” is what I read when they are talking about the Democratic Party. “They are going to the pits of hell”. “They should be killed”. Yes, so many wonderful Christian comments and I know that God is truly pleased with them.

The Church in Crisis

We don’t have churches being bombed but we have white supremacist walking in and murdering black worshippers. We don’t have crosses burning on front lawns but we have white evangelicals praising a president that has lifted the ugly cinderblock of racism to Hitler-like levels.

Longevity in the Workplace

“I’ve always been an opportunist over money.  Money grants access, opportunity grants expansion.” ALB

The Land of Opportunity

After fixing my immigration status I was able to go back to finish my BA. During this long journey with many sacrifices…

It feels like months

Where have I traveled?

A place of mystery and uncertainty

I can’t believe I am here

In this place, at this moment

Thinking, relishing, questioning

My purpose, my call, my existence

Surrounded but alone

Clinging to hope yet untethered

Trapped in the crevices of thought

I’ve traveled here before

It’s uncomfortable, that face, the reflection

Its shadow reaching out to hug me

Whispers of I love you, you have a purpose

You exist for a reason

I don’t embrace it

I turn off the light

Tears run down the mirror

I’ve been here before, it hasn’t been days

It’s been hours

In front of an empty table

Food cold, coffee bland, water lukewarm

Depression says hello

 

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 …

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 …