
Empty Nest
Your mom called your name at home
Expecting you to reply
Forgetting that which came from her womb was away
I almost asked her when you were coming home
I caught myself daydreaming
A mirage of your essence lingers
Your mom called your name at home
Expecting you to reply
Forgetting that which came from her womb was away
I almost asked her when you were coming home
I caught myself daydreaming
A mirage of your essence lingers
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
Her mom misses her A child is gone too soon Today she’s 27, smiling, excited Her mom, crying with joy …
Ghana is my first identity trip of Africa. I look forward to being intimate with Africa. I can’t wait to feel, touch, taste, smell, see, hear, and experience my first voyage home.
What’s up people? Well, I have been in school and hosting a Monday Night show on Facebook called Message Monday where two Christian brothers come together and talk about faith, life, fatherhood, marriage, and politics. What’s major in my world? My second album, My Ode to Hip Hop has been released. There’s seven tracks, two of which had been released as singles previously. Enjoy a synopsis of the album
People ask why at 51 I am rapping. It’s what I do along with spoken word. Nope, not famous, not rocking any shows but it’s a gift that I used to engage young people at church, at work, and on the poetry scene. I’ll always right and create. I’ll never stop. I hope you take this journey with me and explore my craft that is all positive, N word, non-women bashing, no profanity, project. Artistry is always the goal and I’m a hip hop head for life, this is my contribution to the genre, to the people, and #fortheculture.
Unfortunately there were no consequences for the young racist who sent the message. Typical slap on the wrist justice for such actions. He’ll carry this on to his children, his nieces, his nephews and the cycle will continue. Why? Because in all our humanity some people has lost the concept of what it means to love thy neighbor.
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
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
We must root out racism in religion so it can be rooted out in the laws that are instituted from a such a viewpoint. Otherwise we remain one nation under fraud, divisible, with liberty and justice for the rich, the wealthy, and the White.
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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
African history was not a part of my upbringing. I was about survival. No different from any other African child …
I fasted recently. It’s a part of the Christian walk that I hadn’t embarked on seriously in quite sometime. Yet, …
…I am beginning to feel the spirit of Elijah. But I am not at Mt. Carmel up against the prophets of Baal. I am in Mt. United States of America up against racism.
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.
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