I stopped to listen to life around me. I paused my scrolling when I heard a familiar story. It was a childhood favorite. So, I listened to the moment between two strangers. It brought me back to joyful times. It reminded me to be present in the moments that can only be brought back by ...

Staying on the run to get everything donePlotting the next chapter when the current has just begun Barely breathing to get near achievingHoping to never lose the magic of believing Yes, it’s a bad habitI hate feeling like Mr. Rabbit I would love to stop racing against the clockBut I really want to be among ...

The woman you seek Shall be yours In this game You insist on playing   She will lay by Your side With a bitterness In her mouth You cannot tame   Hatred will grow By the sound Of your name For you will betray her And cause her shame   Your eyes look Upon her ...

My heart completely shattered watching you long for her   Tears sting my eyes as you cleverly avoid them fearing I may see your truth   Sadness oozes from your pores letting my broken heart know   Your thoughts are consumed with the loss of her as mine are filled with the loss of you ...

Dear Silent Manager: While no one has all the answers, there is always room for a conversation. Please allow me to share the following from my desk to yours… I am NOT OK – my Black Co-Workers are NOT OK!! Systemic racism is an obvious issue in this country, yet it’s taken recent events of ...

The pendulum swings- delicate life. When goodness usurps, both blades of the knife. Nostalgia-when happiness, seeming so clear yet, soon the non wounded slashes appear. While riding crescendo, baritone lie in wait. Upon its arrival, the Earth trembles great. Terrible fortune, only could be yet, hours before, the world at your knees. How does one ...

Constant readjustments to build trust of people who continue to take advantage of us   The tears of their mothers, daughters, grandmothers   can take the lives of our fathers, grandfathers, sons   No chance to defend ourselves, for savages have no say in their impeccable, uncontaminated communities   Our word against their tears, our ...

My Beautiful, American Child –   Which side of the line, will you- get to stand on?   Will you get to speak your mind, perhaps act out –   or nod quietly not to stand out   Will you get to excel with no skills and pure doubt   Or walk cautiously, head down ...