For My People

Pushed back to the edge of the page with your white skin, green stacks America’s Raid the toxins seduce our contempt muddle our rage   Some aren’t so lucky, they get pushed off or they treat us like projects in their vials confine us to ghettos, a hole in one as they swing and miss […]

Our Boys Aren’t Alright

(Inspired by Home of the fatherless Roads paved by the wanderers This country is lost, losing all sense of sense Splurging dollars but scraping cents Because the boys have no essence No authority at home, we walk the lonely No leadership to follow, we become the lonely Looking up to boosters, pimps, any homie […]