Poetry: People On A Shelf
The End Of Faith
A needle to the liver
Healing death.Disbelieving truth
Religion in a cup
Like a memory fog
For reason to be unreasonable
“Man is manifestly not the measure of all things.”
Sweven of Santiago
Dreams. Treasure. Alchemy. Love
The panacea of life
like a buried star
Hidden treasures covered in uncovered hills.
The secret of life, though, is to fall seven times and to get up eight times.
Impossible to dream
FELA (This Bitch of a Life)
A belittled note of a saxophone.
True. Bizzare. Revelation. Revolution.
A page from the future.
Like a thunder in a dry cloud.
The only eye that sees the blind.
Only those who have first learned that the abandonment of the body is the beginning of true life shall ever attain it.
-Spirits & gods (Human is flesh)
The beginning of the end
Frozen with uncertainties
Like the sunsets in September
Cruelty that birthed kindness
“I was not leaving the south to forget the south, but so that some day I might understand it”
Living black .
The Gods Are Not To Blame
A sad laughter on Yoruba mythology
Dependency, foolhardiness, power,weakness
How can the gods be wrong
As though wrong can be right
Even if brewed in the same pot
Joy has a slender body that breaks too soon
All Roads Lead To A God.