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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

Black people wake up and no matter what trauma we experience as a community, we have to go into work …

African history was not a part of my upbringing. I was about survival. No different from any other African child …

Hi Depression, Sorry I missed your call earlier, but I am calling you now. I know it’s that time of …

I am awake, again Unable to sleep, restless No words to pray, seeking No thoughts developing, silence Fatigued with energy, …

There is no doubt that most people in the world have experienced domestic abuse. I was hit with extension cords, …

Well, folks, it’s here. After all these years I have finally completed my first Hip Hope CD. How did I …

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 asking for support to invest in this Soul Restoration single while at the same time praying that it blesses your soul …