I wonder if they sleep at night Jurors, who convicted the pure Little African and Latin boys Detectives who are …
I am awake, again Unable to sleep, restless No words to pray, seeking No thoughts developing, silence Fatigued with energy, …
One of the forthcoming works in this book is entitled Welcome Home. It’s a series of stanza I call heart letters. They are written to a father after three decades of absence in the life of his son…
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.
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.
I’ve learned a lot from Desiree in the 31 years I’ve known her. She continues to champion, cheer, support, and call me on my BS.
“I’ve always been an opportunist over money. Money grants access, opportunity grants expansion.” ALB
Kells the Artist is beyond Spoken Word. He’s a wordsmith and a Hip-Hop artist who is destined to make waves …
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
I’m fighting against depression with lots of Joy, Love, and Prayer and of course counseling because I’m unashamed.
I am not a perfect dad. If the cameras where rolling in my house last week, even while in a …
I released a freestyle video that you will see below in a link. I’m often criticized for my “darkness” in …
I’m asking for support to invest in this Soul Restoration single while at the same time praying that it blesses your soul …
I interviewed 5 times at the Noble Network of Charter Schools 7 years ago. I remember going from cracking jokes …
Today is Father’s Day. It doesn’t garner the attention of Mother’s Day. Restaurants don’t sell out, theaters are not packed, …
I decided to put my experience during the week of 1/1/2017 on my blog in video format. Be inspired, be …
Let’s take the block, then the community, then the city, then the state