Poetry: In Memory of Libya Again!

I’ve heard stories that churned my insides Of poverty, war, lips and limbs maimed Of a city where a head had a price The sun and moon set not for the wise Sky, covered in red, green and black...

To Critics and Observers

I ran away From stray bullets and flying arrows To the secret place Reserved for angels and me The saints watched Eyes,ears, and tongues painted paintings But they watched unaffected I love you...

Dual Deeds

This is the truth i told you: Something is truly not right Heed the voice of the morning To see what happened that night He had come here to thank you To sing thousand songs of peace Nothing strange...

Ghostwriter

Some sums add up to something. Like I have a ghost writer, Life is playing like a clip Dark nights become more brighter. The action slowly builds up While the scenes keep flipping still Through the...

Find My Heart

I dropped a trace in my photo, With an afro to lift my face, And the embrace from amigo, You’ll see we go far in this race. I left a spark in mother’s smile, We teared the aisle with...

Don’t Miss the Train

I’m digging a grave for my past Remove the cast causing delay To live today not when it’s passed After my fast, find a new way. Don’t try to stop a moving train Avoid the pain, move...

Family isn’t always blood

When thick blood relates with water, the avatar becomes a tree. The salty sea can pain the scar it is by far the stinging bee. Family can own a black sheep, a type of heap that blocks a van. Whoever...

Looking Glass

None can see but me who knows me, The raging sea and the mock hut Which has been cut yet bends a knee Just to be free with eyes bloodshot. But She has seen it all. It’s true! She has a clue to who...

Broken Feelings

When these eyes open up this wide, Water can’t hide, water would flow Up from an ocean deep inside, It’d be a ride, the speed would show. The next time i give my feelings For weak...

April Fools

Is April a good time for fools? Please pity this Psalmist and pray he agrees That it’s alright to guide and mislead So sons could father their fathers again. If April will choose to school its...

Kids These Days

Was i not once a kid? Oh adults, how you know so much of nothing. They want you to grow up faster than daylight. Like a warring eagle I tore at the aged children of this earth. I spoke back, i spoke...