New Year’s day dawns andthe world is encased in glassmy driveway and roadmasquerade as an ice rink. Jack Frost’s temper tantrum.

The long road traveledBrought us many afarAlong the miles aheadSewing us together The long road traveledWounded us as we wentAmong stumbling stonesBruising and crushing ...

I hate the wayThe music playsStirring up stormsA concoction of emotions I hate the wayThe music playsEvery single nightThinking of you I hate the ...

My biggest fear is that I may diewhile I am still aliveI become so afraid of lifethat all I become stagnanthave my hearing fadeleaving ...

I felt the pressure. Sliding on this slope as I hold on tight to my faith while trying to fight my fear. As I have gotten ...

The road is wet butcrystals adorn my windowSnow falls on the ridge.Like curtains, it opens to reveal winter’s intentions.

I have yet to understand why Blacks in this land, do not strive to leave the country that constantly rapes them of their dignity ...

Here I go again Telling myself love Is only a foolish game When I know better Than to question The fire raging inside me ...

I never saw you coming that day.  Instantly, talking with you felt as natural as breathing. I never saw you coming, but I did ...

Heaven and hell Could not compare To the tempest within your eyes Eyes that sparkle Telling many a story Many a tale no other ...