Love Has Murdered My Brain

I write about love like I have a clue about it’s strings.A musician rejected by his own instrument.I’ve heard rumors of all the joy and butterflies it brings,I give this love thing a try with no improvement. Seated on the couch, I could feel loneliness clutch my heart,The pain in my chest and fear of…

I Am That Which I Am

I am the maker of the clothThe fabric of my life.I am everything that I need,The builder, the breaker.I am the tailor and the dressThe scissors and the thread.I am the floor under the feetAnd the man that walks on it. I am the bullet through the throatThe blood red history booksI am the warm…

We Look For God. He Is Lost In Us

We are magnets of our futuresSailing in ships of different thoughts.We are makers of our fateFrequency broadcasted equals frequency caught. Yes, we dictateWith every wave of thoughtAnd seal our fateWith the emotions brought. We look for God.He is lost in us.Many remain obliviousTo the power within us. I look for wordsTo explain a conceptThat can…

Why Most People Never Get What They Want

Life is confusing. It will misinform you if you don’t know who you are, what you stand for, and what you want. It can feel almost impossible to live your dreams. Knowing what you actually want is the first step. Most people never do the inner work to figure that first step out. But once you start…

The Inspirational Words Of Wisdom Of Edgar Albert Guest

On Quitting How much grit do you think you’ve got?Can you quit a thing that you like a lot?You may talk of pluck; it’s an easy word,And where’er you go it is often heard;But can you tell to a jot or guessJust how much courage you now possess? You may stand to trouble and keep…

Where Are We As Humanity Going? Surely? Seriously? Honestly?

We live in a world where the poor man’s tongue is cut, where a woman cannot sit comfortably among men alone, where a black man can only feel safe among other black men, where children have been taught the race game, and men the shame game because boys will be boys, innit? We live in…

The Dust And Silver Lining Of Coronavirus

The ruckus caused by the pandemic begs for a cathartic sort of expression that seems, even now in isolation, to escape most of us. How this is possible with all the free time we have, I do not know. However, this, I understand; it is coming. Our paradigm of essential needs, wealth and happiness is…